章 170: Reasons

Pain. Torture.

Those terms are both alternately useful. Those words would often cross Anna's mind whenever she's embodying Prim, the punisher, as what Kristofer Almodiel mentioned.

When she actually heard it coming from his mouth, Anna couldn't help but imagine a vicious assassin dressed in black, holding a double-edged sword.

An exaggeration?

Anna shook her head.

According to the gravity of what they had done, there were others who screamed, begging for mercy for her to stop.

Torture room.

Anna created a special section inside her office and called it the torture room. Soundproof and covered in darkness, the room was the perfect place to inflict the pain on someone who thought that playing with feelings and hearts was a mere joke.

Stilettos echoing on the floor, Anna turned the lights on. The torture room was nothing but a small room, looking like a black box, a single chair sat in the middle. Chains wrapped around the said chair.