However, Numa Seka, the leader of the Northern Tribes, was a tough nut who refused to yield. His eyes were filled with resolve, as though he had long since cast life and death aside.
Before Esdeath's storm-like interrogation, he kept his teeth clenched. He would rather die than reveal even a trace of the Northern Tribes' military secrets.
Esdeath was not angered by Numa Seka's resilience. Instead, an even fiercer light gleamed in her icy eyes.
Just like a cheetah savoring its prey's struggle, she found the thrill of challenge and conquest far more satisfying than any material pleasure.
She ordered her subordinates to bind Numa Seka to the torture rack and use every cruel method imaginable on him. Her methods came one after another, enough to make anyone watching tremble in fear.
Yet Numa Seka never let out a single plea for mercy. He gritted his teeth and endured the inhuman pain.
At last, under Esdeath's endless torture, Numa Seka broke.
His body shook violently, and tears of pain streamed from his eyes. He fell to his knees, clutching tightly at the hem of Esdeath's clothes as he struggled to force out a few words. "P-please... spare me..."
But Esdeath showed no mercy whatsoever.
She kicked Numa Seka away and watched coldly as he collapsed into a pool of blood.
There was no expression on her face, as though none of what had just happened had anything to do with her. She turned and left the castle, leaving behind a scene of devastation and the hatred of countless people.
Yet Esdeath felt no satisfaction from Numa Seka's death.
Instead, her heart was filled with longing for the next challenge.
She knew that Noxus would be the next powerful opponent she faced. This force, one that even the Empire feared,