| Torque's world was white hot pain, he only faintly heard Balthizar's words and didn't hear Griffinhart's words at all. Everything was lost into the pain as he writhed on the ground, his skin starting to pale from the amount of blood he had lost. His own words became unintelligible, being lost in a bloody garble. In his head he could hear Daemon's laughter, laughing at him as he watched Torque's agony from the 'gift' he gave him.
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