
Carlos was only able to stare at the haughty figure sitting on that chair. The pain that radiated as the hand was cut off was so intense. Before he could realize what was happening, Danar had already taken the chain and dragged Carlos' body which was sculpting. Danar quickly tied Carlos' body back to the pole.
"Psychopath basic! Unhand me!"
"unleashed you? We haven't even started the actual game yet, Carlos."
Rendy's words gave Carlos goosebumps. Not playing the real game yet? At first glance Carlos could stare at Rendy's moving accomplices. This time Danar, the person who had severed his hand took out a spear beside him to stand up. In an instant the spear had flown towards one of his men.
Crooots. Blood flooded the place. Even about the other prisoners. The spear really hit right in Carlos's men's stomach. That's what makes Carlos' men increasingly creepy do not believe in death so fast and in a way that is quite sadistic.
Before the captives realized their fear, Danar moved again. When Carlos's dying men began to breathe, Danar was without knowing compassion actually split his chest. Makes her really feel endless pain. With their own eyes, they witnessed a massacre without knowing any compassion.
After the man had split his chest with a dagger, Danar skillfully took out the heart of Carlos's men. At the same time, Carlos' men breathed their last. The heart was then placed on a black box with a butterfly ribbon. Not finished there, Danar again dissected the body that had lost the heart. The man came back out of something, the lungs. As with the heart, the man then put it in a special box for the black organ with a butterfly ribbon. After his heart and lungs, he even removed his kidneys. The floor that was once tiled, now turned red due to the blood that flooded. The last time Danar's hand moved again, the man seemed to be proficient with the slaughter he was doing. Those two eyes had been gouged out of place.
"Mr ... We can sell all this at a high price" Danar said with a creepy grin.
"How's it?" ask Rendy casually. "One of your men has died. Throw the body into the tiger's cage."
Rendy's men immediately dragged the corpse out of the room. Leave a tremendous gripping feeling in the room. Carlos even felt his throat choked. The man realized that the man before him was more terrifying than death itself. Why could he conclude so? Because if you die right away, you will not feel any extreme pain. While what is done by the executioners of Rendy, more normal is called psycopath. Dead with incomplete organs is much more sinister than anything else.
"What's wrong with you? Didn't you just scream with a bang? Is your guts out now? Or have you put your life in my hands?"
"To-please forgive me. Th-sir ... Aren't we no business? Bi-can you free me?" Carlos lowered his head. His body was already shaking violently because of the pain that was getting whack coupled with the figure of Rendy who was very intimidating. Rendy moved her hand. Carlos's two brown irises followed Rendy's hand movements as soon as Kei pulled out his long-barreled weapon.
Dor's!
One shot shot through the flesh at Carlos' feet. The man staggered for some time. Until the man returned he howled in pain. Echoing the whole room.
Absolute! Their lives all depend on one hand gesture of Rendy. So their history ends. The atmosphere was again tense as Carlos wriggled the pain that increasingly disturbed him to spin forgiveness.