Once A Brother-III

The leather glove covering Starvos’s finger turned wet as blood continue to drip from the ends. He wiped his cheekbones where the blood had splattered to his face but Starvos still feel thirsty for revenge. When he imagined in this house how Elizabeth had suffered, he could only feel more rage fueling to his blood.

It got worse when he imagined the idea of a child like Dominic who have to think this man as his father who couldn’t protect him.

Starvos threw the gloves to the side, letting his dry hands to settle the fresh teeths he had plucked out directly from Jeremiah’s jaw.

“This doesn’t feel enough, don’t you think?” Starvos questioned, staring down at Jeremiah who couldn’t speak any longer which was good as he didn’t want to hear any word from this bastard even if it was his dying plea.

“I took your feet that had brought you into making decision to come to Agios. I have taken your fingers that have hurt my son and touched my wife. I have taken your teeth that you use to show yo