The other man was taken aback when he saw his partner's head get cut off of his head.
"Who?" he turned around to ask. Suddenly, a spear thrust through his shoulders and he was stuck onto a nearby tree.
"Ahh!" he screamed as loudly as he could as the pain rushed from his shoulders. Ning walked froward and ripped the patch in his eyes and put his thumb inside as he straightened the man's head.
"Scream once more and you will die," he said.
The man kept on grunting, but didn't scream anymore. "Wh-Who are you?" he asked.
"You don't recognize me?" Ning asked in a serious tone.
"I- I don— It's you. Why are you doing this?" he asked.
Ning pressed his finger deeper and said, "I ask the questions here, not you. Why are you free when you should be rotting in the prison?"
"We— We have connections in the prison. Some of our people work there too," he said as he kept on grunting from the pain.
"Who?" he asked.
