Kapitel 95: Hurt me! Not them!

The box itself looked deceptively simple, dark gray in color, but its contents made Violet's heart lurch violently in her chest. Knives—some short, others long—and tools she didn't even know the names of were neatly arranged inside. Their appearance alone was enough to tell her these were things she wanted to avoid at all costs.

"Wha-what are those for?" Violet gasped, her voice trembling as desperation etched itself across her face. Her gaze flicked toward Cain, silently pleading for mercy.

"Please! This is my real face!" she swore earnestly, but her plea didn't move Cain. Without a word, he lowered his hand and picked up one of the smallest knives in the set. The motion was deliberate, almost methodical, and as he began walking toward her, Violet's panic erupted into full-blown terror.