Interlude II - The end of my burden? - Part four

Middle of the first month of 576

Main Office, Curia Cornificia, Anko, Afriki

Two days later

"Damn you! Damn you!"

Prisco Rufo shouted as he repeatedly, relentlessly, struck Nefarius to the point where his knuckles began to bleed from the constant impacts. It seemed that he was venting not only the frustration for having waited so long to find the cause of the attacks, but also the guilt for having killed so many innocent people, including his wife and children who loved and adored him: it was impossible to know for sure what hurt him the most.

"Why?! Shit, you fucking bastard! Tell me why you did it!" With each word he would deliver one more blow to the man's face. "Do you know what I had to sacrifice to get you?!"