Chapter 612: Dead Souls
Smack!
The leather armor, along with the dagger and shortsword at his waist, was tossed aside, striking the ground with a crisp clatter. A rope appeared in Bick's hand, and he gave it a flick.
Whoosh!
As if it had come alive, the rope shot through the air and wrapped around Perikena's hands and feet, pulling them taut behind her body.
Then it twisted into a single cord and returned to Bick's hand.
"See? You have a unique talent, and so do I!"
Bick smiled.
Then, he gently tugged the rope, immediately pulling at the wound on Perikena's waist.
Watching his former leader frown and endure the pain, Bick's smile became even gentler.
He liked seeing Perikena in pain.
So, he worsened her suffering.
Pfft!
Bick gripped the dagger again, twisted it slightly, then yanked it out. Blood sprayed forth.
The pained muffled groan made Bick tremble.
That feeling of excitement.
A feeling he had not experienced in a long time.
"Do you know how long I've waited for this moment?"
"The taste of a fantasy coming true... is simply wonderful!"
Bick raised his right hand and thrust his index and middle fingers into Perikena's wound. Completely unconcerned by the blood and poison within, he twisted his two fingers, feeling Perikena's flesh.
Especially when accompanied by Perikena's intermittent groans of pain, it truly was the most wonderful moment for Bick.
The more wonderful it was, the more it had to be destroyed!
Bick stuck out his tongue and licked his slightly dry lips, beginning the next step.
Reluctantly, he withdrew his fingers. Then, in a brutal manner, he tore open Perikena's leather armor and moved his entire mouth toward the wound.
Perikena narrowed her eyes.
A dangerous gleam flickered within them.
She paid no attention at