Alphonse watched as Ethan convulsed on the floor, his body arching and spasming from the sharp, precise bolts of pain lancing through his veins.
The once arrogant and smug man now looked pitiful, his face contorted in agony, sweat pooling around him. Alphonse allowed the darkness to pulse, relishing the fear that thickened the air.
When Ethan finally stopped screaming, reduced to whimpers, Alphonse crouched beside him, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "You toyed with her," he hissed. "You treated her like she was disposable. Do you know what happens to those who make me angry?"
Ethan's lips trembled, his hands scrabbling against the smooth floor. "Please... I didn't know... I never meant to..."
Alphonse scoffed, the sound like a jagged edge scraping against stone. "You didn't know? You didn't know that betraying Karma would have consequences? You didn't think beyond your pathetic schemes and your lust for power."
