Calista couldn't believe her eyes on the gore in front of her. Decapitated heads, torn limbs, and mushed flesh scattered everywhere, the dock was painted crimson in contrast to the usual gray she sees.
The grisly scene made her stomach churn. The stench of blood and guts did not help either, it just reminded her of the foul waters she was thrown into when she first came to Sulad. Fear and disgust kept playing in her mind. She tried looking for sympathy from Tagahatid who just stood there looking at her with his glowing eyes.
She wondered if Tagahatid ever felt disgusted or fear or let alone, emotions. She can't tell, his eyes are the only ones she sees as his face is but a ghastly shadow that cannot be distinguished nor read.
" Lady Calista." Tagahatid broke her train of thought, " I wi
