With a murderous glare, Tyron looked down at the little girl lying on the ground as a cynical smile came over his pale face.
Sighing with excitement he brought the blade of the dagger closer and coated it with stramonium... Then he grabbed Frida's small arm and brought the sharp side closer. With a malevolent laugh, Tyron buried the dagger in her skin, making a thin line on her arm,
Frida began to scream in pain. But her world took an unexpected turn as Tyron began to make longer, deeper cuts...
Her arms, her legs, her back, and her small abdomen... Everything about her was full of painful cuts making her see black dots in the air... All her wounds were serious, but in a matter of minutes they began to heal.
"You damned monster!" exclaimed Tyron as he struck her head with his spike
