Glynn was sure that her arm was going to be torn from the socket today. The man behind her did not stop twisting her arm and continued to twist it in the other direction as if he wanted to torment her as much as possible before ripping her arm off her socket. Her breathing turned panicky and became short and rugged, as she was worried that Nicolai was really going to hurt her.
Because Glynn knew that Nicolai could do it because he would do it, as he was not Ariana. She could act all haughty in front of others because they were weaker than her. After all, they were the prey and she was the predator, but the same could not be said about Nicolai. There was nothing 'prey' like about the man standing behind her.
The very man who was about to rip her arm any second.
"L…let me go," she coughed while trying to suppress another scream that was lodged in her throat. However, Nicolai did not let go of her arm, instead, he twisted it even further.
