"Now that Seele has found you, it's time for... some fun!" Milk Seele stood beside the thug, savoring his screams as though his pain were her favorite show.
But Milk Seele apparently didn't think that was enough. She produced a handful of salt.
"No! No! Spare me! Please, spare me!"
When the agonized thug noticed what Milk Seele was doing, his already pale face turned even whiter. He shook his head wildly and began begging for mercy.
Yet Milk Seele remained completely unmoved, slowly sprinkling the salt onto the stump of his severed leg...
"When you tortured others, did you ever think this day would come?" From what Milk Seele had just seen, the people those thugs had intercepted had all been tortured beyond recognition. They... weren't good people either.
Of course, Milk Seele wasn't avenging them. These people had picked on her, and if she didn't play along with them properly, wouldn't they be disappointed?
"AAAAAAAH!"
As the salt touched his severed leg, the thug's despairing screams spread through the area, growing hoarse from the agony and terrifying everyone nearby!
"Wail! Struggle!"
"I just love the look on your faces when you're suffering!"
Dark Seele grew even more excited and delighted by the thug's pain! She even cut off both his hands and poured some alcohol onto the wounds.
The screams in the alley and the girl's delighted laughter filled the place with terror. The thugs hiding nearby became even more panicked when they heard the screams and Milk Seele's cheerful voice, scrambling to conceal themselves.
"Run."
The tattooed thug, whose upper body was covered in tattoos, had thought he was hiding well. But the screams and Milk Seele's delighted voice coming from the alley next to him made cold sweat stream down his back.
She was nearby.