Content Warning: Torture
In that space, there was a scene that was an image of hell, two badly-injured people
with another looming above them.
The man is Baron von Riggsby and the woman is Baroness Riggsby, who regularly tortured
Patrick and had his mother murdered.
From his neck to his feet, the man was covered in blood. He had no fingernails,
fingers were bent in the wrong direction, arms were bent in places where there
should be straight bones, bones poked through the skin, and intestines were
spilling out of his belly.
The woman screamed at the sight and barbarity of it, her face pale and
“Now it’s your turn…” Pat says as he turns to the woman and grins
Marianne fainted in shock, but I brought her back by stabbing her in the back
with my spear.
She tried to escape, but since I had already broken her legs, it was a painful
crawl using her arms. You could hear her moaning, her face turning purple and
swollen while blood dripped from her nose.
“The pitcher winds up… And fires!” Pat
I picked up a rock and threw it at the woman.
“Strike!” Pat jokes
A second later I pick up another rock and throw it, to another scream from the
It seems Marianne has given up as she collapses into the dirt. I walk over to
“Oi! Pig! Aren’t you going to run away? Wasn’t this your favorite part? Why
aren’t you playing along? Is it potion time, so we can start from the beginning again? Do you
even know how many times you did this to me?!” Pat
“Please, forgive me…” Baroness Riggsby
“What was your response when I said that? Did I get any respite?” Pat
“Do you think people worry about the desires of insects? Really? Then why would
I listen to the wishes of a pig?” Pat
The three hidden observers were trembling at the sight and sounds of the carnage.