Bab 732: You Messed With The Wrong Man (3)

The communication screen went blank, and the room was engulfed in silence for a moment. Vimur, ever loyal, looked at Ashton with a hint of concern in his eyes.

"That should get her riled up," Ashton commented, the smirk never leaving his face. 

"Was all that really necessary, Ashton?" Vimur asked, his deep voice resonating through the room. 

The plasma cuffs on Rea crackled softly in the background as Vimur offered her a seat. She had been blindfolded, and her ears blocked so that she couldn't see or hear what was happening around her. 

Everyone thought Ashton was going a bit too far with his antics, but not everyone dared to call him out. But since Vimur was one of the 'dumb' ones, he didn't think about the consequences and blurted out whatever was on his mind.