Mental Fortitude

"Nnn!" 

Jasmine frantically cried but her screams won't go out of her lips. 

The shadow that Kara had casted on her mouth to silence her was 100% working, the same to her arms and her legs, tying her up, and exposing all of her vulnerable parts. It was probably the cruelest kind of duct tape ever. 

With her eyes silently shaking in fear, Jasmine was looking at her left hand trembling in pain as it limped in the ground. Just now, three of her fingers had suddenly been cut off, and her blood was slowly dyeing the bricked floor. 

With a very calm expression, Kara asked her again, "Where's your boss, the one called Rabbit." But it was more like an order. 

Jasmine's face had already distorted into extreme fear when he heard his voice, and when Kara saw this, he couldn't help but smile, as he made the shadow disappear from her lips again. 

Jasmine put on a dubious face.