"You must compensate me,"
"otherwise, I'll gouge out one of your eyeballs, cut off your nose and ears, and carve the word 'slut' across your face, consigning you to live with that visage for life, each day steeped in despair..."
With each word he uttered, the girl's gasping grew louder, her fear amplified.
"Be a good girl, come on, open your mouth and properly compensate the great dragon you've disturbed."
The look on the girl's face was one of utter despair, sheer sorrow, "I'm a witch, you can't do this to me, I..."
The cold dagger glided across her face, the sharp blade severing some of her hair, scaring her into swallowing the rest of her words.
The man smiled in satisfaction, his gaze wandering over her, "Very well, you're a witch. Today I'll have a taste of what a witch is like. Come on, open your mouth~"
And then...
The girl really did open her mouth.
Wide open.
So wide that it seemed as if her entire vision warped, opening wider than the man himself.
Awooo~
