*Bing-Bong*
Due to writer laziness, we'll be switching back from ^^ to "".
Don't worry, everyone is still speaking Scorch Talk.
We now return to your regularly scheduled chapter.
Thank you.
*Bing-Bong*
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"Ulp...ur...BLARGGH!"
"Oh gross! Why?!"
Lythero wasn't unfamiliar with the concept of torture to extract information from a captured prisoner, but such methods were only used when the prisoner in question was uncooperative.
For all intents and purposes, Antonio sounded as if he was ready to share everything and punching him in the stomach in such a forceful manner was unnecessary. Especially when the man just barfed up his breakfast.
"Why did you just-?!"
"Hush up," Zhen Liu interrupted. "Look."
"What are you...what the..."
Throwing up multiple times in a row wasn't an uncommon thing to occur when one gets smacked in the stomach, but this was something different.
