"Now the finale. Beatrice, oh, Beatrice. Do you have any idea how long I have looked forward to this day? I am actually a bit sad I wasn’t better back on that fateful day. If I was as skilled then as I am now, I would have killed you in time. I did try to kill you, you know?" Carmen stared down at the crying woman—who naturally also had her tongue ripped out.
"Ah, wait, here, let me help you answer." Carmen pulled out a potion and fed Beatrice. She instantly healed from the head down, and within less than a minute, a new tongue had regrown.
"You psychotic b***h," Beatrice screamed. "You absolute f*****g psycho! You are never going to get away with this!"
"Get away with what? Fixing a minor family issue?" Carmen scoffed.
"I hope you get r***d to death, you—"
"And tongue privilege is re
