The white walls of the room were splattered with blood across it and a body that laid on the ground as if it were a fish trying to breath when it was taken out of the water. The man who was on the ground struggled, his hand trying to reach out the person who was standing in front of him. But before he could grab the leg of the person, his hand was stepped on by the shoes heal erupting a painful groan out of his bloody mouth.
"Please, milord," the man begged, his face was contoured out of pain, his body weak after being beaten.
