For a little more than two hours, Sebatian got to understand what exactly he was to do, who he would be working for, the risks, the benefits, and his ability to refuse.
In case he refused, they'd erase his memories and send him back to Quartez.
With his wit guiding him, he accepted and signed a contract. They then postponed all talks till the next morning.
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*AH!*
Screams resounded as a whip tore the skin of a shirtless man.
His body was bloodied with cuts all over and he knelt with his hands chained in opposite sides.
After three days of such treatment, the man could barely feel his body, much less talk.
He was captured four days ago for conspiring against the Empire. He was among the mercenaries who took mana crystals from the mountain.
Begging and pleading did not help him. He was flagged like a beast for a crime he knew nothing off.
'For me to end up here' he thought.
All his years of work as a mercenary amounted to nothing.
