True to his word, Adrian turned Vincent into an origami project. By the time he was done, Vincent didn't even have the strength left to groan in pain. His immortality had turned into a curse from a blessing.
Every bone of the elf's limbs had shattered several times, to the point that Vincent appeared to have no bones left. They were just a mass of flesh that Adrian tied together, turning the left into a glorified backpack.
Even Taurus was surprised to see Adrian's cruelty. But he was more surprised by the fact that Vincent was still alive. The elf's shattered facial bones had punctured an eye, and he accidentally bit into and tore his tongue while Adrian was smashing his face on the ground.
It was truly a pitiful state. Rowan and Shu were gone, and now that Vincent had been reduced to a vegetative state, Alfvania's future looked bleak.
