'There was no way I could tell time at this point, but internally, I'm trying not to scream and plead with my captor to just end it all here once and for all.'
Let go of the bad and harvest the good. It was what granola would say.
Szeina bit down on her lower lip. She was parched, tired, cold, and hungry. If her situation could get any worse than it already was, she would just jump off the nearest river she'd find and let herself drown.
It was easier to die like that than suffer what she was undergoing at the moment.
Slayer had no emotion. She actually believes he was exempt from it. He must be what mortals would call a psychopath. She knew she had read about those types.
But if he was, she should be dead by now.
However, they do enjoy making their victims suffer first before sending them off with a dramatic ending.
