KATAN
Valsi and Ferro had Quami pinned to the wall.
Too bad he wasn't bleeding profusely. They had some kind of torture setup this moonrise.
Quami’s hands were bound behind his back, and he was pinned to the wall with metal, and they nailed his legs astride. He was also shackled to a nearby chair that was anchored to the floor. The setup wasn't bad. However, he wasn't bleeding, and he needed to be bleeding. I sensed Chelzen at my back. I knew that he'd be there. My best friend was loyal. That was why we got along so well. Best friends ride together, tortured together, protect Alpha Majestrog together and if necessary, die together.
Chelzen always spoke my language. He is like a second brother.
Pain always gets results. Prowling forward, I nodded at Valsi. “Quami, I have some questions
