"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
A heart wrenching scream echoed through the underground chamber.
Sharp, agonised pain radiated throughout the entirety of Duke's body and he writhed on the floor, tussling and turning, bloody hands tightly pressed tightly against his eye.
"Fuck! MY EYE!!" He screamed in pain, trying to stop the blood flow, but no matter how tired he was, the blood kept rushing out.
If he was not a knight in training, he would have already passed out from the pain and blood loss.
Doris had mercilessly sliced his face from above his eyebrow, down to his cheek.
It was not just about getting the job done, she wanted him to suffer. She loved the sound of his screams, she reveled in it.
Even Marcus watched her with a reserved expression as she strolled up to Duke, licking her lips.
"Don't be a cry baby, it's just one eye. I left you with the second one, Dukie."
