Light flickered of the dagger as is it soared through the air.
Putchi.
The sound of the dagger splitting flesh echoed, as fresh blood splattered.
"Still not going to speak?" Colten asked with a vicious smirk, and as he spoke several more daggers went hurtling through the air all burying themselves in Lirian's body.
Most of the squad members weren't participating in this, and tried to avert their eyes, but the sound was far to ear catching.
As they looked back they could see Lirian dangling from the chains, with dozens of daggers jutting out from his body, making him resemble some steel tipped porcupine.
His entire body was drenched in blood as he dangled from his feet.
"Jejejeje," Lirian cackled weakly, "I'll remember this," he said softly as another dagger planted itself in his gut.
"Haa," Colten barked, "You think that you're in any position to threaten me," he said with a mad light in his eyes.
