[Warning: Gore content. Readers discretion is advised. You can skip this chapter if you want. No problems.]
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Liam was screaming at the top of his lungs and thrashing around violently. The hot oil did a lot of damage, and the room's healing spell couldn't keep up with it, so Liam was always in pain.
Lith, at this time, just looked at him emotionlessly with his red eyes. His rage had still not calmed down. He still felt that the torture was too less and Liam hadn't suffered enough.
After a few minutes, all of Liam's injuries were healed, and he recovered. However, he was mentally exhausted and wanted nothing more than to end his life so that he would never have to endure such gruesome torture again. As a result, his mind was consumed by only one thought: suicide and escape.
Suicide seemed the only viable option to him currently. There was no other way. This was what was going on in Liam's mind.
