In Joaquin’s mind, the bubbling energy in him continued to rise as Adano and his grandfather taunt and torture him. Shanaia’s body was a bloody mess and despite that, Adano still continued to hurt her.
Joaquin’s body felt weak at every whipping he got from his grandfather. All he could do was look at Shanaia and wish he still had more strength to free himself from the chains that bound him.
“Are you not going to do anything?” Adano asked Joaquin.
Annoyed that Joaquin is still unmoving, Adano conjured a dagger.
“You bore me with your weakness,” Adano said and then he suddenly stabbed Shanaia in the abdomen.
Shanaia shrieked in pain and her screams echoed around the four corners of the dungeon, mixed with Adano and Amadeus’ laughter. Joaquin on the other hand had his eyes widened in su
