"One chance…You only have one chance; think carefully before you speak!" King Emric barked, his voice full of authority. At the same time, the soul-binding whip appeared out of thin air and coiled around the woman's soul.
The soul-binding whip is a whip that inflicts intense pain and torture on its victims. It looks red like a burning rod and makes sizzling sounds like a hot pan on fire being sprinkled with water.
The woman began to scream loudly, her screams resembling that of a banshee.
"I'm just a wandering soul who happened to unknowingly drift in the vast space," she gritted out the words through clenched teeth, with painful groans in between.
"So where is the original soul?" Dragon King Emric asked.
"I…I… don't know," she choked out.
"You don't know?" King Emric asked, his voice booming with authority. The soul-binding whip coiled tighter around the woman.