"You heard me Imperial guard Loam. If you don't start speaking, then don't blame me for being ruthless."
"I– I don't understand."
"That's ok… but you should be warned though, this needle is coated with poison, made from grade A alien. Do you need me to tell you how deadly it is?" General Vim asked with a raised brow.
However, seeing the man only looked fearful and not saying anything, he assumed he didn't know, so he rested his back on the couch. "Very well then, I'll tell you… It melts all your bones and leave you boneless. You can imagine how you would look without bones to hold your body in place."
The man immediately went on his knee. His forehead was sweating profusely to talk less of his back that had long being dripping sweat.
"I– it wasn't my intention to come here. I was sent here by the Royals. I didn't have a choice."
"Continue, my ears are not full yet." He lazily picked his right ear.
