Chapitre 45: Extreme Punishment
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[Name = Brad Murphy]
[Race = Human]
[Titles = Leader of Black Daggers Group, Wanted]
[Level = 13 (34/1300)]
[Strength = 31] [Mana = 9]
[Defense = 26] [Charm = 7]
[Agility = 19] [Luck = 2]
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This was all the proof Thea needed. These weren't good people, and that's exactly when Thea remembered, that on her map, only one green dot was shown. As Thea opened the map again, she saw a group of red dots in between her and the green dot.
Thea looked up and saw all the humans, in a group, in front of the carriage. The green dot would either be behind, or in it. Thea reactivated her suit and ran inside the carriage, for the humans it just looked like Thea disappeared.
Thea was standing inside the carriage looking in front of her. Inside was a bunch of wooden crates, with loot they probably stole from other people and in the center of the carriage, was a small 1.5, by 1.5, by 1.5 meter cage, with a beaten and bruised girl inside.
If you looked carefully and didn't make a sound, you could see the chained girl, breathing raspy breaths.
Thea just stood there, perplexed with what she was seeing.
'Why is there a small girl in a cage? Why is she so beaten? Why is she chained?' Thea was thinking too herself.
She had seen many awful things in her last life, wars, drugs, rape. She thought she had seen it all. But here, in the present day, right in front of her, was a girl locked in a cage at deaths door. Thea still in daze, ripped the metal cage in half and carried the girl carefully out of the carriage.
"Mother. Come out. If you have a heal skill, heal this girl, NOW!" Thea said loudly, almost shouting, as her emotions were slightly unstable right now.
Lily didn't continue hiding and appeared in front of Thea, taking the girl out of her arms and starting to chant something.
"Hey! That's our property!" Thea heard one of the men behind her shout.
Hearing this Thea broke out of dazed state and looked at the man that had shouted. What the men saw was nothing, as Thea had her suit equipped, but underneath was… nothing. Thea didn't have any emotion on her face, she just blankly stared at the man.
"What do you mean?" Thea asked void of emotion.
The man froze, as he heard her empty words but stupidly continued anyhow.
"Well you see, young miss. We are going to sell 'that' along our other items, when we arrive at the capital." The man said, as if it was a completely natural thing to say.
Silence... Neither Thea nor any of the men, carefully waiting for Thea's response, said anything, until Thea spoke.
"Why do humans have to be so... human?" Thea asked a confusing question. Not towards the men, but more towards herself.
Thea deactivated her suit, as she had planned something she could do with it.
"What do you me-" The man started to answer but couldn't finish.
Thea had disappeared from in front the man and had positioned herself in the center of the group. Meanwhile she had extended her hair, purposefully not grouping them together and had pierced every limb of every human which she then hoisted into the air.
Thea was standing in the middle of where the group originally was and above her, spread in a star position, were 12 screaming humans. Thea had pierced the hands and feet of all the people there and now, she just stared at them with no expression.
With each second that passed, she pierced another hair strand in each of the humans, working from the tips of their fingers closer to their abdomen. She had left the heads untouched and was taking as long as she could to drag out the suffering.
She hated these humans, and now she was projecting her hate, and unstable emotions onto them. Torturing them, listening to their screams. When 5 minutes had passed, they had been pierced by hundreds of hair tentacles, all of which missed vital organs, keeping them alive. Thea had heard enough so she pierced all their organs before piercing their eyes, destroying their still suffering brain, ending their lives.
Thea released the men, fell on her knees and started crying, not because she had realized what she had done, simply because she was flooded with a mix of emotions.
Exhausted and unstable, she passed out, still crying.
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
SleepnSweets
SleepnSweets Until when is punishing evil, not considered justice anymore? A question for you readers.
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