Back to the dungeon
"Let me serve you master!"
This distracted Muntaha's thought which he was not happy with and his hand shot out holding the woman in question by her neck! "I dare you to repeat that again," he snarled.
He choked her neck until her face turned red as her veins bulged out. She tried to loosen his grip on her neck but his hand only tighten. Sarah felt that her time had come. She would die today. Her only regret was not taking the new bitch with her. She would have died a happy death.
With this thoughts in mind, she passed out and the Devil loosened his grip.
The remaining eleven spies took several steps back away from him. He was too dangerous to approach at the moment." Any one else want to serve me?" He asked sarcastically.
They bowed their heads and kept mum. Muntaha took a moment to check out his creation. They were 12 in total.
