"Hahaha… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Laughter of chaos filled the air as Anukus stretched both hands out and grinned with utter malevolence.
"Look at your face… the despair written all over it!" He beamed at Asher's shocked expression.
It was comedy gold to him.
'Should I go a step further…?'
Anukus could see the man before him was on the verge of breaking down, so he opened his lips to say more.
"I wonder if you had any relations to the four men that went scouting around the compound."
The moment Asher heard this, his eyes widened and he looked at Anukus' face, hoping it was just a joke.
But, the face he saw on the man before him said all that he needed to hear.
'T-they're dead…?!'
"I butchered them up and roasted them really well. They had that particularly tender odor that only weaklings have."
As Anukus went into further detail about how they screamed and writhed in pain, Asher could not help but feel disgust.
