As Seph kneeled before Leon, a surge of shock and disbelief flooded his senses. The very core of his identity, built upon the belief of invincibility, shatters as he finds himself powerless.
Seph's pride rebelled against this indignity. He tries to rationalize and deny the reality unfolding before him.
"Kneel."
"Lick."
"Hit your head."
Thud!
"Bark."
Woof!
But as the commands persisted, the weight of his humiliation shattered every last barrier of his pride.
He didn't feel sad when he was defeated because as long as he was alive he could fight back.
He didn't break nor lose his sanity before the gruesome torture without a break, but this makes his heart quiver.
Trampling over his pride as if it meant nothing made him feel like a naked man thrown onto the street to be condemned.
