Cassian flung Tarkan like a ragged doll, slamming him into different places, He tried various methods of torture, each more brutal than the last.
Cassian seemed to enjoy experimenting, testing the limits of Tarkan's endurance with each blow, each bone-breaking crunch, followed by a sickly sweet potion forced down his throat just in time to keep him alive. Barely.
This cruel cycle repeated so often that Tarkan had long since lost count.
Pain blurred into pain. Time dissolved into nothingness.
At some point, Tarkan stopped fighting back. His body, shredded and bruised beyond recognition, gave in.
Just as he was about to give up all hope, a sudden thought struck him.
He hadn't even been in this realm for a full day yet. In fact, the more he thought about it, it was this same day that he'd first met Cassian, who had clearly arrived to get himself registered too, just like him.
[Timer: 00:2:62 (Lvl 2)]
