Blood seeped from the spot where his nail had been torn out. Cyn smiled at Kassal, who in turn felt a shiver crawl down his spine—especially from that sound. That scream… it carried pain, fear, and despair all at once.
Cyn felt a quiet satisfaction, and it showed on his face.
"See? All it takes is a few more nails."
Kassal blinked stupidly. Did he just say… a few more nails?!
Tristan's screams grew louder. AaaaAaaghh! Two more nails were ripped out under Cyn's cold, sadistic smile. Tristan had nowhere to run.
Cyn grabbed his right hand, tightening his grip around his wrist.
"I'll help you with that as well. Your little trick was working just fine. Too bad I came earlier than you expected. I should've known better—after all, a mere test rat managed to fool me once. It won't happen again."
