Lyra closed her eyes in utter disgust, but she was utterly powerless against her captors.
The leader of the Crimson Kingdom, Valerius, slapped her, then again shoved his exposed "dragon" closer to her face.
"Give it a kiss," he sneered, clearly enjoying her torment. From behind him, the Crimson Kingdom soldiers began to cheer in unison.
"Kiss it!"
"Kiss it!"
"kiss it!"
Lyra didn't flinch; she didn't want to surrender especially doing something so disgusting before her husband. But then, a sickening sound cut through the air.
The second leader of the Crimson Kingdom, a cruel smile on her face, delivered a brutal kick to the third Syndicate leader, who was Lyra's husband.
"Boom!"
The kick was so powerful that he coughed up a mouthful of blood. Then, with chilling precision, the second leader shoved the tip of her sword into his thigh. A loud gut-wrenching scream tore from his throat.
"AAAHHAHAAHAAAAA!"
