Gluttony

The yells of the men grew louder and louder with every cut to their bodies. A puddle of blood had formed beneath them. Silva made sure that their cuts wouldn't kill them but would only cause immense pain.

The cutting continued until both men couldn't scream anymore. Their entire pain senses were already overwhelmed, no new cut could make them feel different now.

But they were only five hundred cuts in, and Silva meant it when he said he would be giving them a thousand.

"We are hardly done here. Why would you guys reach a breaking point already?" he asked as he pulled out two healing potions. He walked to them and force fed them, the liquid inside the bottle sliding down their throats slowly.

He ensured that every drop got into their mouths. The healing factor immediately got to work, rebuilding and fixing their bodies at a crazy pace.