Horizon of Darkness

- Oh, I think I understand... Are you not real? Your friends turned into a pile of manure, for example, - Zeikin narrowed his eyes suspiciously, trying to peer through the slits in the helmet. - Grandpa, is that you again? Ha, you're hilarious. Come on, give us the information. You want us to die in agony, right? So we need to figure out where to go.

- I would understand if beautiful women were bringing them suffering, but what you're describing... Do they not only worship demons and torture people, but also enjoy playing with clay?
Lin gave the prisoner a look full of disgust.

- I meant - let's mix their intestines with the blades of our weapons. Who knows what else they need.