A new lead.

Rael’s POV

Only the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the air. All the other screams had died down to nothing.

The man, the dankeh, who once stood confident, now quivered in his chains. His face was bloodied up and bruised, matching my hands.

My right hand stung with every blow - unfortunately he had tried resisting at first by biting my hand. His resistance hadn’t lasted but I kept on going.

“Please.” He cried out, blood streamed down his face.

He had stood confident after I came in, spouting out facts he knew of me. I could tell then that he wasn’t just one of the lackeys.

This man knew something, and I was going to get it out of him.

It wasn’t even the way that he resisted all the questions that pushed me to this point. No, it was something much simpler. It was her.

“She was so trusting, you know.” He had the audacity to laugh right after. "If you gave me a few seconds more, I would have ripped out her throat then and there. How would you have liked that, Rael Allston?”