Chapter 110: Warlocks
"I wouldn’t do that even if you decide to snap my head in two," Andrew stood his ground, refusing to back down.
"Guards, take this man to one of the rooms in this dungeon. He needs to learn a lesson too," Elder Timotei ordered, and some guards entered the room. They rushed toward Andrew, ready to subdue him, and after a struggle, they finally managed to overpower him.
"Let me go, you fools who can’t think for yourselves!" Andrew snarled at them, frustrated that they couldn’t do what was right in the name of duty.
"Get this nuisance out of here," Elder Timotei repeated, and Andrew was dragged away.
"You will pay for this, I promise you," Andrew threatened Elder Timotei before being taken from the torture room.
"In your dreams," Elder Timotei dismissively waved off the threat and turned his attention back to Aurora, ready to continue torturing her.
Now that there was no one to defy him, he was determined to break her. Raising his whip, he offered the choice again, "The deal or torture?"
Slowly, Aurora lifted her head and smiled bitterly at him, replying, "I would rather die." She lowered her head in anticipation of the first strike, which came as expected. The first blow landed on her thighs, and the second struck her stomach, causing her to wince in pain. She felt her stomach convulsing from the impact of the whip.
Why did the whip suddenly seem to affect her body differently? It was the same whip Sarah had used on her before, but now it felt more painful. Her mind was in disarray as she tried to make sense of what was happening.
Wait! Though she couldn’t be certain, she had heard Andrew mention "bane." Was there poison on the whip or perhaps wolf’s bane?
Even though she was not a werewolf, she possessed some of the gifts and traits associated with them, like sensitive hearing and taste, which had contributed to her cooking skills.