Dark Dragon
She was physically spent, but something with a little less effort…
Her lips curved into a crooked smile. The huge merc let her go. Madchen looked around for something, to enact her last bit of revenge. Her eyes traveled to a table with an assortment of knives and tools, their only purpose she knew, was to torture.
Slowy, she limped over to the table, and found the one item she was looking for, The guards seemed to understand her intentions, and held Jason in a tight grip, as she approached him with the scalpel in her hand.
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