Chapter 87

Within the Paradise Palace

The remaining guards looked at the gruesomely wounded yet barely standing Kleever with a grim look on their face. At first they had expected to easily defeat this naked and maggot infested man yet the reality was quite different from what they had planned.

A total of 10 guards were dead and the remaining hesitated to go forward to fight this madman who seemed to have zero regard for his life or his body parts. At first it was quite the equal fight but inorder to quickly finish the fights before backup could come Kleever had purposefully injured himself by taking hits without defending himself and struck his opponents vitals to quickly finish them off.

This has caused the guards to hesitate to fight him alone and they wanted to wait for backup to arrive which was quite near as they heard constant sound of footsteps. Kleever on other hand was getting desperate and despite holding his body against the wall he sent Qi slashes hurling towards the guards only to be blocked completely. Both his body as well as Qi had reached the limits and his vision started to get blurred. His body temperature was shooting up and blood constantly dripped on the floor and the weakness from the blood loss was evident.

Even after looking at his weakened state the guards did not rush to finish him but waited patiently. Within seconds a total of 10 guards entered the corridor from downstairs and holding their sword they rushed towards the barely standing Kleever.

'Fuck!' thought Kleever as he just looked at the rushing guards while embracing his impending doom. He would like to cut his throat to kill himself, the only problem was he was unable to lift his arm which had two terrifying cut wounds. No longer capable of holding himself Kleever fell to his knees and ended up unconscious in the corridor.

Meanwhile Once the commotion had started Emily had his behind the door and bid for the perfect moment to escape the horror palace. No longer trusting anyone Emily felt that she might as well escape and reach her home on foot, though it sounded impossible, to the current Emily that sounded better than taking a carriage owned by someone else and getting ambushed without even expecting it.

Emily no longer cared about Kleever now that she had been been defiled and humiliated, not that she blames him or hates him, she blames herself for ever falling in love with someone who had high status. Gritting her teeth Emily waited for the hallway to clear and sneaked out of the corridor. Since she was dumped in the servant's quarters to be used as a fuck meat and it was morning where the servant's quarters were empty she was able to sneak away without much difficulty.

Just as she was about to snark out of the last corridor, the head maid came out of the room to meet with a scantily dressed woman sneaking around. Both were surprised by the other's sudden appearance. The head maid was startled by the sudden appearance of a scantily dressed woman on the hallway and with a bit of scan she found her to be the woman defiled by the prince few days ago. Just as she looked as if she was about to scream, Emily rushed at full speed of a level 6 warrior and struck hard on her abdomen knocking the wind as well as her consciousness out and stuffed her in the room from where she had come out.

From the next corridor there were noises of footsteps as well as sounds of talking and Emily figured that they were maids who had probably performed the night duty. 'Shit' thought Emily as she nearly froze in fear but quickly hid herself in the same room where she had stuffed the head maid.

Bringing the head maid to a bed she placed her on the bed and got in with her before covering both using a blanket. Emily hugged the head maid's body and had the head maid's head peak out of the cover to mask her presence. Soon the door opened and many maids were talking and laughing with each other.

"Eh! Lady Martha!! Are you asleep?" asked a miss when she looked at the head maid's sleeping face. "Looks like she is" said the other maid.

"Let's leave her like that and don't disturb her. She has been working non-stop, she must be tired" said another maid and slowly removed her short skirt.

"Well it can't be helped, she has to keep fulfilling the perverted Prince's needs and so do we. Let's take a rest before starting our shift" said another maid as she got onto her bed. The entire room was filled with beds and soon each got onto one before going to sleep.

"Phew!" sighed Emily in relief as she was relieved to have escaped their attention. Emily slowly moved from under the cover without moving the cover from the top and slowly dropped on the side of the bed. Knowing that the maids were asleep and wouldn't recognise in this dim lit room she strode towards the door without hiding herself and through the crack on the door looked outside to see if the coast was clear.

Looking at the empty corridor Emily slowly moved out and made a run towards the back door while hoping not to get caught. Emily peaked from outside the mansion towards the back gate to find it filled with guards. Knowing that it was impractical to go through the back gate, she snuck in yet again and made her way to the storeroom which she had come across while escaping and got into a barrel filled with vegetable waste while holding her breath waiting for the barrel to be disposed by the guards. Making a small hole for herself Emily let out her breath very slowly in an attempt to avoid inhaling too much of the vegetable waste which smelled more like human waste.

Meanwhile inside the Dreams of a teenager who was inside the carriage Sean remained still as he was subject to get another water boarding almost as if he was unconscious. Just as the green eyed Taliban member stopped his assistant and was about to remove the potato sack from Sean's face a hand grabbed towards his throat at a frightening speed that he couldn't react quickly.

The guards near the green eyed terrorist quickly reacted and lifted his gun to threaten the man whom he had tortured a few seconds before to release their head interrogator. The guy shouted in Pashto at Sean while the green eyed head interrogator reached for his waist.

Before his hand could reach for the waist moved as fast as possible while still gripping the man's throat and used his thumb to jam on the right eye. The jam and twist of his thumb made him reach for the brain of the green eyed man who screamed in pain and couldn't help but grab the arm of Sean to stop his actions.

Still holding the man by his neck Sean roughly made the man's back to be against him and grabbed the gun and held the guy at gun point.

"Do you think you can walk out of here alive. There are 100's of our men outside the door waiting to riddle your body with holes" said the green eyed terrorist as he struggled to free himself from the grip.

In response Sean tightened his grip even further, almost choking the life out of the man and did not hesitate to pull the trigger at the green eyed man's assistant who had been pointing the gun towards him.

"Bang" A hole appeared on the assistant's face as his blood splattered against the wall creating weird design filled with blood and brain juice.

"It doesn't matter if there are 100's of men outside. In here there is only you and me. You had your turn asking me questions, now the turn is mine" saying this Sean jammed the gun's butt against the temple of the green eyed man effectively knocking him out and tied him up to the chair using the same chains and cuff and locked them using the key he found inside the green eyed Taliban's pocket.

'Now for the main part' thought Sean as he looked at his weird shaped left hand fingers. Stuffing kerchief inside his mouth Sean started to reattach his dislocated fingers while bearing the searing pain. His eyes were however cold and resolute as he did the same action to all five fingers and wiping off his sweat in the process.

Spitting off blood from his mouth which had accumulated due to the torture while also holding his ribs which had swollen due to the beating Sean limped towards the now unconscious torturer.