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Ace's POV :

The guard came back with a blow torch and a glove to make sure I didn't burn my hand. It's not me, he should be worried about.

I pressed the button on the blow torch and suddenly the blue flames shot out of the nozzle and into the air as I stood in front of the young man. He's older than me, but still young. I feel a lot older than people my age due to my maturity and my constant stress, not to mention the empire I'm carrying on my back. "What age are you?" I asked him with a crease between my eyebrows. "I'm 20" he responded slightly confused. I just nodded slightly. "I hate to do this but........" I brought the blow torch up to his hand, pressing the buttons to turn on the blue flame. As soon as the blue flames came out, the man screamed in pain. It echoed throughout the cells, Parker and Sofia could probably hear it. I watched the man's skin practically melt away as he tried desperately to pull his arm away. He let out a bloodcurdling cry as I brought the blow torch up h