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"Splish!" An angry John Leo threw a bucket of prepared ice water onto his head: "Boy, with all your tricks, you did have some ability, didn't you? But now, you can't even withstand this little bit of pain? It appears I overestimated you. You only resisted for a mere ten minutes before fainting. It's embarrassing, so very embarrassing."
"I beg you, Mr. Judge, please kill me." Beau Yost, who had just awoken, as if he had just returned from a visit to Hell, couldn't distinguish whether he was in Hell or the human world. Only when the piercing pain spread throughout his body did he realize he was still alive. His battered body was on the brink of madness; aside from deep hatred in his eyes, there was endless fear and desperation. He turned his head, pleading desperately to Yves King: "Please, end my suffering."
