Rubbing his hands, the dean accessed his spatial storage and brought out a desk. The desk was filled to the brim with different types of tools neatly laid on it.
The dean looked at the spy, his eyes filled with darkness as he took out a tissue and earned the spy's face.
"Don't worry, just tell us what we need to know and no one would harm you. Even better, we will heal you and let you leave and live as you want," The dean spoke, his voice soft as he took a friendly approach.
"Nope! I won't say a thing. I won't betray my people," The spy spoke, determination written all over his face as he got control over his bearings.
"Then how about we test your determination?" The dean asked with a demonic expression on his face. His smile extended to his ears while showing all of his teeth. His eyes had a malignant glint to them with a devilish aura around him.
