he man coughed with his insides falling apart as he died in her grip.
"Hey," she shook him around but he was long gone. There was no way he was waking up, not after she had punched his insides clean off.
Tossing him to the side, she picked up another man who was crawling to get away from her as she dragged him up.
"Please don't hurt me anymore," he wheezed weakly. "I was only following orders."
"From who?!"
"It's… it's classified," he averted his gaze.
"If you don't start talking, I start smashing your head into that wall. Now you can either say something or you'll have to meet the lord. Your pick."
"Fine," he sighed. "But please don't tell anyone I said anything."
"Start talking," she was not going to answer favors from people who almost killed her a couple of minutes ago. She was done with favors.
