"AHHHHHH!!"
Adam's screams tore through the air, raw and ragged, as he writhed in agony, desperately trying to yank his hands free.
But the pain only deepened.
Minerva stood with intentional cruelty on his left hand, her full weight pressing down through the cruel soles of her boots. The wood was rigid, unyielding, its grooved teeth gnawing into flesh and bone like a vice.
CRACKKK!!
A sickening snap echoed out.
Adam's cries rose to a new, unbearable pitch as he felt his fingers snap, crushed slowly between the cold stone and Minerva's merciless heel. It wasn't just the bones breaking. It was his his spirit that was also splintering, under the pressure.
Adam tried to escape, but he began to wonder how the hell did he got himself into this situation to begin with.
— 3 Months Earlier —
"Alright, kid. Starting today, we're uppin the stakes. No more holdin back now that we've seen what you're really packin."
Minerva said to Adam as she made her intentions clear on the matter.
