Damien was about to act when he paused to listen to what these guys were talking about,
"She is quite the tough one, isn't she? She took at least ten punches from me. What about you?"
"I lost count. These ghouls are only tough because of how they defiled our world, making it suit them. But it seems simply punching her won't make her talk. How about we start cutting off her fingers one by one. Even if she is a ghoul she is a woman after all and all women care about how they look. Who knows some ghoul bastards back home might care about how she looks when they fuck her. Not even a dog would pay attention to her once we make her look like a real monster, haha," The man laughed sadistically as he took out a sharp blade.
"Unghh!" The woman's muffled growl echoed as she fiercely shook her body as if to try and break those restraints.
"Haha, there she is. So which one do you want to lose, ghoul bitch?" The man asked as he licked his blade.
