Soon the Lamia's scream became a soft symphony. The louder she screamed, the more the sound would be distorted by the walls of the labyrinth. I continued torturing her until I finally heard the words I had been waiting for all along.
"Kill me!" she screamed. No, she practically begged.
By then I had completely removed the scales from her tail. The room was scattered with small fragments of what remained. My claws were drenched in her blood to the point where it was completely discolored by her blood.
I knelt down in front of her. She was on her stomach, desperately trying to claw away.
"Is that so? Do you really wish to die right here, right now?"
She didn't answer; instead, she bit her lip to the point where it drew blood. Even though she was in pain, being talked down to seemed to still infuriate her. It made sense, considering that this is a woman who has been in power for centuries.
