Sweat dripped down Seiji's face. He could not move his body. Nothing responded. "B-bast-ard!" "Yes, keep that attitude! It'll be so much better when I do this!" The sword in his hand cleanly cut through Seiji's pinkie. Cosmas held up the severed finger for Seiji to see the blood dripping out. It took him a moment, but a massive wave of pain attacked all of his senses at once. As much as he wanted to hold it in, nothing could keep his lips sealed. Seiji released a blood-curdling scream. He felt as though every part of his skin was being peeled off millimeter by millimeter and they plucked his muscles like an instrument. It made his head want to explode before wanting to pass out. "Oh no, you can't faint on me. The poison won't allow you." The devilish grinned seemed to curl up. "No, I'll

