Note: This chapter contains graphic violence and gore. Reader discretion is advised.
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Freak. Abomination. The epitome of anomaly.
Maxi was still grappling with the weight of those words when Anya forced her into a chair and secured her hands with iron chains, leaving no room for escape. It was clear that Anya wasn't taking any chances with her .
"Perfect," Anya remarked, stepping back to admire her handiwork. "I think we can have a little chat like this."
Muffled sounds emanated from behind Maxi, indicating Oma's presence. Anya observed Isaac's mother with a bored expression before addressing her.
"Don't worry, Oma," Anya reassured her with a dismissive wave. "You'll be free to go once I'm finished here. No hard feelings, but you need to witness the true nature of the monster you've accepted into your son's life."
