Interrogation

Faced with Mordred's brutal torture, even with all four limbs gone and death looming, his mangled body lying helplessly in a pool of blood, the man refused to utter another word.

His face was terrifyingly pale from blood loss. No more cries could be forced from his throat, and his lips trembled uncontrollably, yet he still clenched his teeth tightly and stared blankly at Mordred. His eyes were nothing but ash-gray, devoid of even a trace of life.

The man was still alive, but only barely—and not for much longer.

Faced with such a steadfast man, even Mordred, who had carried out the torture himself, could not help but be moved, his heart filled with complicated emotions.

"You dare defy..."