44 Experimentation (2/2)
”UUUHH! WOHH! MMMM! MMM! ARRR!” Torne shook all of his chains as if the numbing was no longer effective in the face of such torture. He moved around frantically, making all sorts of sounds. Tears slowly slid down his pale cheek as he went through the pain of being licked by Vilis' rough tongue.
Arnin scoffed before taking the knife and inserting in Torne's mouth. ”You really make lots of noise. Maybe this will quiet you down.” Arnin didn't smile and only showed an irritated expression. He took blade and stabbed it into Torne's tongue and slowly cut it down the middle, causing it to split from the midpoint. Crimson blood filled his mouth like water.
”UHHUH! HUHU!” High pitched sounds were released from Torne. Even though he wanted to hold it in out of fear, the pain was just too great. He was able to do it. The weird sounds he made were the only things that he thought could possibly distract him from the pain, however they didn't.
Arnin covered his ears and looked at the Torne with annoyance. ”Would you shut it if I cut this up?” Arnin took the knife and cut Torne's uvula. He then grabbed the little thing and tossed it to Vilis. ”Eat.”
”UUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!” Arnin knew that the noise was not coming from his mouth, or anything like that; it was because of his throat. Torne would not be quiet unless he was either sleeping, unconscious or… dead.
Arnin smirked, before tilting the latter's head towards the ground so that he wouldn't choke on his own blood. He then walked towards the five bowls. He temporarily stopped his torture and began to experiment. Since he had five bowls of blood, he was going to test out five different components.
The first bowl was mixed with the darkness component, the second with water, then ice, death and lastly fire. The fire component was difficult to find because of high amount of yin in the air, however it was still there in small amounts.
He watched carefully to see what the effects would be. The first bowl's blood turned purple. The second turned dark blue… the last bowl turned light blue, almost white. Arnin smiled and was happy with the results. This meant that the blood test was able to determine how great one's affinity was with the elements. It was a simple procedure that didn't require much effort, only a little bit of blood and some control over essence. Most likely, only a Essence Manifest cultivator who was able to control essence outside the body would be able to accomplish this, or even a Mark Master that was able to make marks.
Arnin's cold eyes looked deeply into Torne's, then he smiled faintly. ”We are almost done. I am going to do one more thing, and then I will send you back to the medical department.” Arnin had tortured enough and had gotten most of the things he wanted done. The last experiment was on the octagonal symbols. Ever since he discovered them in his body, (Author note: Chap 14) he had wanted to test them on others. He wasn't able to place more inside of himself, however he could try and improve the current ones so that their effect could be greater.
Torne's dull eyes sparkled slightly when he heard that. He wanted to quickly leave the presence of the demonic Arnin and rest. He had lost lots of blood and felt extremely weak. Luckily, he was an Essence Manifest cultivator, or else he would have been long dead. His tenacity was also much higher than normal people.
Arnin grabbed one of Torne's legs and inserted his threads into it. Torne began to shake uncontrollably. His leg slightly swung. He was frightened that Arnin would something crazy like what he did to his mouth. He wasn't able to control his fear and accidently moved his leg and… kicked Arnin's face.
'OH NO!' Torne didn't think that he would hit Arnin. Although it was barely even a touch, his leg still hit Arnin's face. The latter looked up and stared at Torne with a chilling smile.
'He is going to kill me! What the heck did I do?!'
Arnin quickly took the knife and sliced off Torne's third leg. 'UUU! MMM UH! UH UH UH!' The pain ran through his body and caused Torne's face to turn deathly pale. Tears rained down his face and didn't stop for a second. 'WHY?!' He couldn't scream due to his inability to use his voice. Previously, he was scared of Arnin and just wanted to stay away, but now he hated him to the core. He had lost his middle leg; he could never have descendants.
”How dare a lowly servant kick his Master's face?! If you weren't still useful, I would have killed you for such audacity.” Arnin glared at the latter, however he didn't do anything more. He continued with the experiments. He inserted his threads into his leg and started to create the octogonal symbols. He understood how to make them and where to place them after some small tests, so it only took him a few minutes to create the symbol inside the limb.
Arnin undid the chains on the leg with the octogonal symbol and looked at Torne with a glare. ”Try to test out your leg and tell me if you notice a difference.” Arnin wasn't scared that the latter would try and escape, or do anything out of order for that matter. He was confident that he would be able to take Torne down with ease, plus Vilis was right next to him.
Torne was still in bad shape, however he did as he was told. He moved his leg and felt that it was much stronger than before, however he didn't know how to explain the change. His tongue and uvula were cut, and his mouth was numbed in a way that he couldn't move speak.
Arnin knew that this was a problem, so he decided to use head movements. He quickly made sure that the neck was able to somewhat move. ”Nod if the improvement was good, or shake your head if the experiment was ineffective. If it is damaging, then don't move your head.” Torne quickly nodded his head. The quicker the experiments finished, the quicker he could leave this devil's den.
Arnin nodded his head and smiled. ”You are done for the night. I will take you back and let you rest for now. You better be in good shape for tomorrow, because I will need you to start your tasks as a slave.” Arnin spoke as if Torne's injuries were mild, however it was the complete opposite. His injuries were very severe. He had a deep wound on his bicep, although stitched, prone to infection. His abdomen had a severe laceration that could allow one to even see his organs and ribs. His tongue was split in half and his uvula was missing. Not only that, but he had lost the major body part that defined him as a man. He was severely injured.
Arnin knocked Torne out suddenly and pulled him down from the bindings. He began to drag the bloody body back to the medical department. With his current strength, Torne didn't weigh too much, so it was simple to carry him.
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Finally reaching the medical department, Arnin placed Torne back onto his bed. He didn't bother to clean him up and just walked away. He gave Torne and Kurse a quick glance, before smirking at the sleeping Monifa.