"BOINK!"
"BOINK!"
"BOINK!" the cards flew over my two palms and the fluttering shufflings were the only sound that was heard in the large expanse of the game chamber.
"I will ask you a third time, b***h. How do you want to die?" i said to the sorry gal who prostrated before my feet.
She especially cradled her missing arm with the remaining left hand and applied a tight and firm pressure on the wound.
Her will to live was strong and although i admired her for that but unfortunately, that alone was not enough to sway my determination to exact repayment for what she did earlier.
"Please, dear god of the heavens! FORGIVE THIS MORTAL GIRL!" the b***h pleaded once more in a reverent tone, one that was filled with anxiety and awe.
God was the term these ignorant peasants used for cultiva
