*BAM*
"Tell me how it felt? Did you feel so macho and powerful as you forced yourself on a helpless girl?"
*BAM*
"Tell me how much satisfaction you had when you are raping her."
*BAM*
Sam kept on bashing and after a few hits, the young master lost consciousness. Sam pulled out a wine gourd and pulled the cork.
"Hey, you sick freak, what the hell are you doing? You better let him go. The clan members are nearby, you are going to be done for. No matter who you are." Mingiv yelled at Sam, but there is no response. They are all a bit tense at the ghosts looming over their heads.
It shouldn't have been much of a problem in normal cases, but this time even if they managed to destroy the ghosts, the needle might activate or fall on them, they don't exactly know the trigger for the needle and they definitely don't know the extent of the damage, that is the only thing stopping them.
