It was painful.
If the pain from earlier was unbearable, it was nothing compared to what she was feeling at the moment.
The feeling of thousands of bugs eating her from inside took over her, and she groaned in displeasure, fresh tears rolling from the corner of her eyes as her head hung to the left.
Dried blood and marks from earlier beatings covered her face and body.
She knew that if Grace had been awake, she wouldn't have allowed anything like this. Though the powers took her in confidence, they had yet to promise that Grace wouldn't die if they came to power, so she had no choice but to bear with it all.
Delilah couldn't betray and kill Grace just because she was unconscious and unable to react, all because some rogues injected some kind of chemical inside her.
"They said I can't harm you physically, but they said nothing about mental torture," The boss said before Delilah with a cunning smile and a syringe in his hand.