Minutes passed that felt like hours, yet neither Malakai nor Nyx had asked him a single thing.
They just kept on torturing him.
Wasn't the point of this to extract information? Then why weren't they asking any questions!?
Still, the torture continued.
Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and his screams never stopped.
But Malakai and Nyx never said a word.
From the side, another figure besides Delmas began to tremble, Varek.
He watched it all with his eyes wide, body shaking.
He had never been this scared in his life.
'He's insane…'
Nyx might've been the one carrying out the torture, but Malakai, a literal child, stood there motionless, just watching as if he were enjoying a performance.
Every thought Varek had ever had of Malakai being weak, worthless, trash, died at that moment.
And in its place, a dark, unsettling fear took root.
The Ninth Vein of the Sanguine Clan… was a monster.
But Varek wasn't the only one with that sentiment.
