"Don't lay a hand on the child!" The man's eyes bulged wide upon hearing Kiara mention a child, filled with utter despair.
For these past three hours, Kiara had been relentlessly pouring despair into him, aiming for precisely this effect.
"Child? When you hurt other people's children, did you ever consider that those children had parents too? Now you fear for your own offspring's misfortunes, but have you thought about their parents? Look up; the eyes of wronged souls are watching you. Has the heavens ever spared anyone?"
"Ah!" The man clutched his head, uttering a painful shriek.
The people who had come in to capture him were shocked by this scene.
They were witnesses to how a normal person was bullied to the brink of madness.
Kiara hopped off the desk, and everyone rushed forward to apprehend the man teetering on the edge of insanity.
Once caught, he kept shouting for a swift end, even attempting to dash his head against the wall to die, but everyone restrained him.
