2 Chapter 2 (1/2)

The second day passed, then the third and she had yet to feed them or give them any kind of sustenance. When they woke on the fourth day to their aching stomachs and sore throats, a strange message appeared in their visage. Strangely enough, he could understand the words although he was sure that he did not have the ability to write.

{Skill : Pain-Tolerance acquired}

{Skill : Pain-Tolerance Level one}

He looked at the others and they also seemed to be thinking about the message in confusion, he did his best to ask the others if the same had happened to them, and they signed back that each of them had gotten a similar message. He tried thinking about its significance before his thoughts were interrupted by his rumbling stomach, the hunger was growing worse. It had turned to pain, the lack of food gnawing at his stomach, begging for food. The thirst was more prominent, a burning sensation in his stomach. The dry throat begging for liquid, his lips crusted in blood and split from dehydration.

The hag appeared through the door and the torture continued, the pattern repeating from hour to hour. More torture, sometimes they would gain a level in pain-tolerance which eased the pain they felt by a sliver. Yet each time the pain tolerance leveled up the hag seemed to know and changed her spell so it hurt them even more than it did before. Their hunger and thirst reached the limits of what a human could endure after the fifth day, Three and the others went to bed not expecting to get up in the morning.

Unfortunately, they weren't that lucky.

Skill : Lesser-Regeneration acquired}

{Skill : Lesser-Regeneration Level one}

{Perk : Mana-Sustenance acquired}

Three was confused by the announcement, but he no longer felt hungry or thirsty so he counted that as a blessing. Even if it did prolong the time that he had to live under the torturous treatment. That was until the hag arrived that day and noticed that they had acquired the new skill and perk. She smiled that sad smile that made Three want to rip her throat out and entered his cage. This time the torture was not a simple finger pointing however, he was slammed face first into the invisible wall opposite of the hag. Then she slashed at his back and he felt something slice through his skin. He attempted to roar and struggle in pain, fear and pure undulturated rage. The enchantments kept him from wiggling even a finger, his voice was muted just as it had been from the first day. This new torture method went on for longer than the other one, soon enough the blood spilling from his back would have created a pool below his dangling feet if the enchantments hadn't sucked it all up, Three collapsed to the ground too tired to even remain standing.

He glanced at the witch to see her nodding to herself, for some strange reason it seemed to him she was encouraging herself, he thought he saw her shiver but he had to be imagining it, before moving on to Klostum. The rest of them all went through the same treatment. Even though the actual pain was less than the finger pointing spell, the presence of physical and lasting damage was exhausting. Once more a pattern appeared, the hag entered the room, if their wounds from the physical day had not healed enough yet she used the finger pointing pain spell if they had healed enough she used the slashing spell.