"Tch tch tch. You failed this mission as well, Old Idril. Just what I expected from you. Another pathetic performance. Another excellent reason to punish you."
The Paladin of Pain– Reva Rain said in a condescending tone. She smoked from her pencil cigarette as she continued.
"At least take responsibility for your failure and stop screaming. A high-ranking entity like mine has to come down in this filth to teach you a lesson in humility.
You should be glad that I'm giving you special treatment. And you are not even grateful for all that I do for you. What a shame… what a shame…"
The green-eyed old man had lost all the anger in his eyes. It was because that emotion was lost along with the huge amount of blood his wounds had gushed out due to the torture. His Adept-ranked body was only allowed to assure its survival. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
