May!

CHAPTER SIX… (May)

Back at the Western aisles, Lucas tortured his prisoner from Raul’s team. A female called, May. She was rumored to be Raul’s favorite female. Lucas had been torturing her since the battle. She was now looking shattered and pale; severely wounded.

Lucas took a seat in front of her. His face was pale and unkempt. His beard was long and bushy. His clothes were rough and his hands blistered.

May hung between life and death; hands tied up in the air. She was looking so sickly.

“You will never get anything from me.” She managed a whisper and snorted.  

Lucas gazed up at her tiredly.

“You know why you’re still alive?” Lucas asked in irritation. “Because I haven’t heard anything yet about my sister.”

May laughed out loud.

“W-what’s so funny?” Lucas asked breathing hard.

“Your sister is already dead. Raul has no use for her so he couldn’t have kept her alive all this time.”