Chapter 153: Enslaving the horrifying Mandrake (b) (2/2)
It was so close to taking him by surprise, but now everything has gone to dust; it's only chance to turn the tide of the battle, escape or even kill Elliot, gone, buried under the dust.
”Did you thought that you could fool me and harm me?” Elliot said, a grim smile on his face.
In response, it shook its head and came straight to the point, ”What do you want from me?”
Someone as powerful as Elliot could've killed it dozens of times over but didn't do so and instead went through the hard way to take him captive. Of course, there must be a reason behind his actions, and the horrifying mandrake wanted to know what it was.
”Intelligent creatures, that's what I like.”
An instant after he said those words, evilness flushed his face, scaring even the one born with a corrupt soul.
”However, before we talk about it, I must first punish you for trying to sneak an attack on me and still going through your ridiculous plan even after I caught you.”
The look on Elliot's face darkened by fifty shades, an expression that announced the beginning of extreme punishment.
He grabbed three of its legs in-between his fingers.
”You freak! Don't do this!” It cried out, knowing full well that he was about to break half of its legs.
”You don't tell me what to do.”
”Snap!”
”Gah!”
Three of its legs fell to the ground, but then Elliot stomped on them, the force behind his attack proving enough to crush them to fine dust.
”Now, shall we talk? You can say no; that is if you want to die.”
It cherished its life, and thus, resultantly said, ”Please tell me your demands.”
”How did you learn my language?”
”I-I,” it sweated bucket. It learned it by devouring one of his kind, and it believed that telling him that might push him into the door of death.
”Stop stuttering, and give me a definite answer!” Elliot's voice sounded, stomping on its soul.
”I devoured the flesh and soul of one of your kinds to do so. Please don't kill me. If I knew that person was related to you, I would've never touched them.” The Horrifying Mandrake said, trembling out of fear and nervousness; emotions and actions it gained after devouring a person.
Elliot's eyes turned chilly.
The Horrifying Mandrake saw a line between Elliot's eyebrows, one that changed his bright complexion from calm and collected to fifty shades darker, grim in all sense.