Chapitre 70: Cut

Splash!

Zuri woke up with a startle, gasping for air. Her body was shivering from sleeping on the stone floor all dusk, but with the cold water splashed all over her, she was close to death.

'My finger…!'

Once again, the unceasing pain assaulted her mind. No, it was always there, but through some god's miracle, she was allowed to ignore it as she slept.

"Get up, bitch!"

It took a while for her to process the man's words. Too slow that the man felt compelled to grab her by her scabbed forearm and yank her off the ground. Zuri's eyes saw the giant tattoo of a sword on the man's arm, and also the thin mask he wore to cover his lower face.

"P- Please… no…"

Her voice sounded unfamiliar to her. So soft and weak. But Zuri was more focused on the pain on her finger.

"Shut it."