"Urgh," Lirian grunted while struggling with all his might to not scream and shout.
The pain of having his fate string cut was, the most brutal torture he ever put himself through.
Blood dripped from his hands, as his fingers had long since plunged through his palm, and were already grating against the bone, yet he didn't feel the pain even the slightest.
Crack. Crack. Crack.
His teeth also started to shatter under pressure he was pulling on his jaws and blood started to seep out of his gum and pour down his face.
But Lirian endured it with his mind numbing will power, and after a full hour of torture his fate string was split, a small thread was connected to his body while the other three splits ran to the three corners of the symbol.
