Chapter 4: To climb to the top
Vacuse had no qualms about beating children, even beating the hell out of them. So, because his soul is old, he shouldn’t hold a grudge against children?
Maybe if the realities were different, but as it is, the world is what it is, and a child will kill just as easily as a grown adult if given the chance.
Vacuse’s hand went forward, and he gripped her chubby hands, his own thin fingers clamping over hers. He smiled at her gently. "It’s going to be painful."
She didn’t have time to fully digest what he said when Vacuse snapped one of her fingers, the pinky.
There was a short moment of silence when the only sound everyone heard was the snap that sounded like a twig breaking.
And then.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
She screamed, a squeaking sound like a dying pig. She tried to jerk away from him, but Vacuse’s grip was like steel.
"Please! Please! Ple...!"
Vacuse snapped two of her other fingers at once so hard that a splinter of bone sliced through her hand, and blood began to flow. She shouted even more, but then her eyes rolled in her head, and she fainted.
"So fast? A shame. And I was going to ten," he mumbled.