I just stood there gawking at the scene in front of me. “Tell me human, what’s your name?” Dimitri asked in a low tone.My father struggled as he spoke, “C-Colin I-I-Irving”Dimitri furrowed his eyebrows, “Don’t tell me you are the son of David Irving.” My father frantically nodded his head, hoping a positive answer might be an escape out of Dimitri’s grip, only it wasn’t. If anything, it seemed Dimitri tightened his grip even further.“You really are some low-life, aren’t you Colin?”My father ignored him as he was clawing at the Lord’s hands. His face had now a bright red color, his eyes bulging out of their sockets. I didn’t feel much empathy, watching how my father struggled to live, gasping for air. This was his own fault.“Answer me! Aren’t you Colin?”He finally chocked out after a couple of seconds, “Y-Yes, m-my lord. I-I am a l-l-low life.”This seemed to please Dimitri enough to let my father go, not so gently, however. My father fell down, and hard. The smack of his fall ec
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