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Zaiper’s screams rolled down the dungeon corridor, bouncing off walls as Daemonikai sawed through his leg with a cutlass- whistling a slow, melodic tune. Blood sprayed, splashing onto Daemonikai’s robes, forming a growing puddle,

“This blade’s gone dull,” he said conversationally, examining the edge. “Get me the dagger”

A guard handed it to him from the wall of instruments, so much polished steel behind them.

Daemonikai discarded the cutlass with a soft clatter and resumed with the dagger, slicing deep into muscle and tendon, never missing a beat in his whistle.

“Please! Allhhhhhh!” Zaiper howled. An animal sound, born of unbearable pain.

Daemonikai sawed clean through until the leg detached entirely. He lifted it, holding it up like a prized relic.

“I hope you don’t mind if I keep this,” he said casually, inspecting the severed limb. “It’s a clean slice. Unfortunately for you,

it won’t regenerate–considering I’ve taken the entire limb. You’ll have to forgive me. I got carried away”

He smiled faintly. “But don’t worry, I won’t let you die. What’s a leg, really? You can do without it.”

Zaiper was barely conscious, his breathing ragged, eyes glassy and unfocused.

Daemonikai tilted his head. “He didn’t hear that, did he?” He shrugged. “Guess I’ll make the decision for you then.”

He waved the leg in front of Zaiper’s face before tossing it aside like a useless stick.

“Binding cloths. Now,” he ordered, wiping the blade on his sleeve. “We can’t let him bleed out. His life is very important.”

“Please… just… let me die,” Zaiper croaked, voice no louder than a whisper.

Daemonikai chuckled. “Now, why would I do that?”

He pressed cloth to the stump, sealing it tightly. Zaiper writhed, screaming again, but the binds held fast.

“I still need you functional. We’ve got four more ferals waiting, and they’re not exactly known for their patience.” His voice lowered. “You really have no idea what it feels like–when your instincts go unmet. But I do. It’s agony.”

Zaiper spat. “You’re a monster…”

Daemonikai looked up from his knotwork, smiling faintly. “One you created. You wanted me mad, didn’t you?” He tied the last knot viciously, and Zaiper howled again.

“Oh, Zaiper… if you knew how hard it was to control the kill–and–destroy urge, you’d have mercy on me. But thanks to you,” he said, straightening with a sigh. “I get to release some of that pent–up energy.” He gestured toward Zaiper’s mangled body. “There. All nice and done.”

The male was nearly unrecognizable now. But Daemonikai couldn’t take full credit–the ferals had torn him apart with claws and teeth. One pair had gone so far as to rip his intestines out, and Daemonikai had personally stuffed them back in before ordering him stitched up. Nice and clean.

He smirked. “What can I say? I’m having fun.”

try this once more.

“I–I can’t-”

answer. Bring me the

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flashing in his blood–crusted

Daemonikai, he raised it without

I’ll

late,” Daemonikai drawled. “You may tell

BANG.

Zapier’s femur shattered.

wasn’t human. It was something

blinked slowly. “Hm” He struck

BANG.

the best music yet. However, it cut off at a

passed out.

“What sort of alpha passes out

and they shook

kick. “Hey.

No response.

he said, flicking blood off

later, a guard returned with a

his fingers in, frowning. “Hot, but not scalding. What kind of nonsense is this?”

apologize, Your Grace. They’re bringing hotter water. Do

the bucket and poured the

coughing

really shouldn’t faint like that. It’s absolutely disrespectful.”

please, have mercy.” The voice was barely audible, strangled

broken male before him. “Mercy.” He let the word roll on his tongue. “That’s one word I have never heard before. What does it mean?” He kicked the

gasped, tears leaking from swollen eyes.

you’re already giving up? I had such lovely plans for

His skin was pale, he could barely lift

Daemonikai sighed in exaggerated drama, “They want you gone. Past

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upright, rolling his shoulders, stretching. “But when that

sob. “I should have never… killed your

again. “Now. One more time. I’m aiming for your knee this

locations, summoning spells, traps, weaknesses, hideouts. He coughed out

in a smugly victorious way. “There. That wasn’t so hard, was

tearing from him like a dying

of leverage. This

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