71 Torture (1/2)

Inside her mind there was a debate between dying with dignity or living with absolute disgrace that will haunt her forever.

But life has the potential to change for the better and give people a chance to hide any dirty secrets.

Struggling to get on the ground, her right hand was palpitating from all the blood entering it and exiting out the bleeding from her removed nail.

Pain overran her mind causing her to accidentally slip into the mud and come up with a face with mud and grass.

Dean coldly watched and noticed her finger tips.

”I can't believe mercy is taken for granted. Either way I was going to kill you since I was bad with jokes but whatever.”

Stamping on her left hand and completely crushing it into paste, Anne screamed in pain but smiled for completing her transmutation magic.

She was trying to subtly apply it onto herself and on Dean's shoes.

Her strength would be equivalent to metal while Dean's body was slightly weakened.

Using her legs to jump off the ground and fly towards Dean, she tried using a stance for better aerodynamics.

Accelerating closer to Dean she landed a blow to his abdomen.

Nothing happened.

Her hand was caught within a black hole where Dean's abdomen should have been but all her sense contained in that fist was gone.

Pushing Dean away with her legs, Anne barely got her hand out of the hole but despair and regret soon followed.

”This magic system... is very boring.”

Dean felt the hands were annoying because Anne kept on using them to try and escape so he grabbed onto both arms.

Making sure he had a strong grip he pulled them off.

Anne screamed once more but Dean causally threw the arm to Pierre's corpse.

”Cultivator's in this world are less tough than I thought. I might need to change a few things.”

Dean tried to grab Anne but she was like a slippery fish who escaped from his grasp due to the rain but he finally got her.

He used the most artificial method of hanging her upside down by using his left hand and waited for a few minutes.

”Unfortunately I don't have any tools so this will make do.”

A cruel smile formed on Dean's face as he took delight in ripping off the two legs Anne once had

All the blood in Anne's body was rushing into her head forcing an unbearable headache as well as keeping her aware of all the pain ongoing in her body.

She was a cripple

Finally realizing that even if she outsmarted him, she would still be powerless. At first it was just her inconsistent thoughts and fear taking over but her rationality told her to stop.

”Please....just kill me.”

Dean was surprised at her last words but shrugged

”No can do, currently my soul is being tormented so I can't let it end so superficially.”