Minerva took brass knuckles out of her bag and fitted them on her fingers. She rolled Saeed on his side, exposing his stomach.
"You may keep your life," she said and punched his lower stomach ruthlessly.
"Argh!" The man grunted in pain as his expression froze at the unsettling sight of suffering with wrinkles under his eyes as he gaped in a silent scream. Saeed curved into a ball and began vomiting a mix of blood and unprocessed food.
"What did you do to him?" I asked worriedly as I watched him suffer so much he could not even let out sounds except for the puking growls.
Minerva removed the brass knuckles and stored them back in her bag. "I abolished his cultivation by damaging his dantian. If he ever tries to channel Qi again his dantian will keep cracking until it breaks. Once the dantian breaks entirely, he will die."
