"You trash! I got beaten up because of you!"
*Slash!*
*Chree!*
A sharp, bladed whip hit Arankar's face, tearing his left eye and creating a long gnash.
However, Arankar didn't move an inch. His left eye was unceasingly bleeding, but his body didn't respond, and his eyes still closed even if one no longer existed.
"Damn it! Damn it!" Peng cursed and started slashing Arankar all over his body with his whip.
"Say something! Cry in pain! Beg for mercy!"
After hitting him approximately ten times, he stopped after hearing some footsteps.
"Did you bring it?" Peng asked after turning around.
Jamil nodded and took out a watermelon-sized glass container with bubbling dark green liquid.
"Heh, give me."
Peng snickered with a vicious grin as he smashed the glass container on Arankar's head.
*Siii...!*
