"Stop!" Collin exclaimed.
"Collin!" Louis warned him in a whisper. He knew what James was planning - He also learned a few hours ago that Collin and Elijah were lovers by how close the relationship between the two of them was.
Then, James pointed at Collin's face. A wide smile formed on his hard-looking face, "You. You're the one who will say the name of the Black leader. You can't see I destroy this man before your eyes, can you?"
"Wh-what?" Collin muttered, his eyes trembling.
In his remaining consciousness, Elijah shook his head while looking at Collin with his eyes half open, "No... no...no," he said only with lips movement while shaking his head slightly.
James who realized this, slapped Elijah in the face again until fresh blood spurted out of his torn lip. Then he held out his hand to one of his men, "Give me the pliers,"
