The screams of the three remaining clerks tore through the courtyard as they writhed helplessly on the ground. Blood rapidly began to seep through their pores, pooling onto the ground beneath them as their veins visibly bulged against their skin.
Hajin watched the men claw desperately at their own throats as they choked on their blood, "nasty thing, isn't it?"
He held his chain casually in his right hand, using the links to actively pump demonic mana directly into their bodies. The corrosive energy ate away at their insides, rapidly burning through their organs and muscle tissue.
The surrounding crowd watched the execution in silence, none of them daring to look away as the three men gurgled and thrashed on the ground.
Hajin glanced down at the sick girl standing beside him, "if you have anything you want to say to them, now is the time."
Without a second of hesitation, the girl walked right up to the dying clerks, staring down at them with pure hatred.
