The Lord Is With You (10)

The axe traced a silver line. Each time, a groan and a spray of blood burst forth.

Each time the blade struck her directly, Delphin let out a pitiful scream.

She curled up and writhed, doing her best to endure the pain, even clenching her teeth, but raw pain was not something she could possibly withstand.

“Kyaa, hngh… Aaaaaagh!”

By then, not one of Delphin’s limbs remained unscathed. The axe blade that pierced her skin had torn apart even her muscle fibers, and some wounds were deep enough to expose stark-white bone.

She was in no state to resist. Her shoulders were not the only things that had been hacked apart; her thighs and calves had been mangled as well. The sheer amount of blood streaming from her made death from excessive bleeding highly likely.

Sharp pain stabbed up Delphin’s spinal cord like needles. She had been screaming, but perhaps even that had exhausted her; now she merely panted and glared at Ian.

His golden eyes were utterly calm.

There was no hesitation or anguish to be seen. It would almost have been better if some trace of sadistic pleasure had lingered there, but not a single emotion could be found on his face.

Even with her pupils unfocused, Delphin found that expression utterly frightening...