(Karsten)
The session with Ranold where I chopped off not only his hair but heavily bruised his scalp and the back of his neck, so he could feel every sting, every prick, brought a different kind of satisfaction for my heart.
"Keep him alive, I will return later for him." I turned off the electric razor and focused my eyes on a quivering, thrashing Urisa.
This was just a tiny dose of what was coming for them.
Hades let her go and took the razor from me. I wanted to continue but I had been away from hospital for far too long.
I had to change and get back to the hospital. What if she called for me again? I had to be there.
"Not a single hair on her head," I instructed before casually walking away with satisfaction brimming in my heart.
Going home, I changed my clothes, took a bath and donned fresh ones before walking out.
I summoned Asbela. "Where is Roshra?"
"She is sleeping," she diligently answered and I nodded. She didn't move and concernedly asked.
