Wazan and the others could only wriggle into themselves. They wanted to grab and scratch something, but their broken appendages didn't even allow them that!
They did not even notice when they were wrapped around in sacks, kicked until they were unconscious.
Wazan was woken up by another jolt of pain, followed by the imbalance of the body.
BANG!
He was just kicked against the wall. "Wake up."
"Ugghh…" he groaned, and then gasped as the pain in his body had been continuously going through his body. It was too much even for someone at his level, and he felt consciousness slipping away again.
"They're in too much pain. We still have a few bottles of the new Strong Vapor, don't we?"
"Of course," another said. "It's to keep them awake despite the excessive pain."
A strong, pungent odor wafted through his nose and hit his brain. It made him explode into a coughing fit that made him feel like he'd cough away his lungs.
