Chapter 447. Karma's Toll

"Well, your silence tells me you're also not very familiar with it either. Alas, this is going to be a pain in the ass. We'll both have to go through a lot of trial and error before we can pinpoint all its uses. I'm troubling you, Mr. Fatty. I don't know about others, but I will always remember your contribution to increasing mankind's knowledge," Myne gently held the fatty's right big toe while manipulating the pincers in her other hand, and spoke with a smile.

The fatty, who himself had used this trick quite a lot to scare the shit out of prisoners before the real torture, obviously understood where this script was going. This made him even more fearful. His heart beat so loudly that Myne could clearly hear its pounding.