Continuous, chilling screams reverberated within the dimly lit room.
As time went on, these screams gradually grew faint, sounding as if they would end any second.
At first, Capen was interested in watching the punishment, but as time passed, he also began to get impatient.
What he thought generally as a simple matter turned out to be a notable "surprise" from two thieves who were never significant in his eyes.
"Orlando, are all your men this defiant?" Capen irately questioned Orlando, the master of thieves.
Orlando was lost in his thoughts at the moment, not responding to Capen's sarcasm.
"Master..." The executioner suddenly turned around hesitantly, "Harry... is not going to make it..."
Capen widened his eyes and approached to check Harry's breath, indeed, Harry had already succumbed.
With a light humph, he spoke to Bruce, who barely clung to life:
"I guess you're the only one left who can give me those bonds now. Confess promptly, or else you'll end up like him!"
