'I-I need to leave, I need to leave NOW!!!' Kennedy's mind screamed, drowning in a storm of fear and pain as he watched, helpless, as his own body was torn apart.
Each dismembered limb, each fragment of flesh, sent waves of agony coursing through him, the pain swelling like a tidal wave, threatening to consume him entirely.
"You're feeling too much pain, right?" Celestia's voice cut through his torment like a sharp blade, her tone laced with amusement as she regarded him with cold, calculating eyes.
Her hands were stained with his blood, and the chemical lotions she applied only heightened the torment, amplifying every nerve ending to unbearable levels. These were tools of torture, honed in the darkest prisons to break the strongest wills.
