Chapter 31 - Aftermath

As I enhanced my body even further, more of my Mana leaked out of my body and soon enough the temperature of the room rapidly dropped to 0°C. But strangely enough, the Frost would never ever come near Claire.

Suddenly a wave of sheer power sent me flying back and embedded my body in a wall. The wall stated to crumble and Claire stood up and walked towards me.

Claire looked at me in the eyes and spoke with a monotone voice.

"I'm sorry, had I been a bit earlier I could've saved them. It's my fault, I'm not worthy of my title. But I'll do my best to atone, I'll train you, and turn you into a warrior capable of killing that man."

She reeled her arm back and punched my stomach, blood seeped from my mouth as I was sent flying, after only around a second of being airborne I had already been sent over a hundred kilometers away. I then saw a blur and I instinctively guarded my head, I felt a kick land on my arms and almost break them and I was sent back to earth.

I crashed in the middle of a rather plain outdoor training arena. My body created a large crater and due to the Mana leaking out of my body the arena started to freeze.

Then, Claire suddenly appeared beside me. As soon as she appeared, she released a wave of Mana which erased any nearby ice from existence.

"Don't worry if we break stuff, I own all the land here including the hospital you were in. My goal is get you as strong as possible within the next few years. So, just try your best to survive."

Valier Pendragon POV:

It's been around a week since I was brought to this place, and I've been tortured for days on end. Right now, I'm being healed from today's torture session. I can't see anything, I don't even know where I am due to my eye sight not being very 'sighty' since I don't have fucking eyes right now. But I suppose I should be thankful for still being alive, I've currently got roughly... 60? No, 70 broken bones.

My magic has also been sealed via anti magic chains. I'd love to use Demon's Breath and run away, but I'm fucking blind and I have a punctured lung that the mages here don't have any plans of fixing. Without both lungs I can't use Demon's Breath, if I did my body would probably collapse from exhaustion in like three seconds.

I also can't feel my hands or feet, you see, they used something that reminded me of a pair of pliers to pull off my nails and toe nails. To be honest, I'm kind of underwhelmed by this 'torture.' I was expecting to not have even a single fragment of bone intact, sure this is painful but it isn't very... torture like. It's not particularly stimulating either.

Once the mage finished healing my body he left and a torturer entered the room. I had been continually tortured like this for the past week, they also make sure I don't go insane by making me countdown in 6s from 1000, this is probably to make sure I don't go insane, die from insanity and so I stay conscious the entire time. They've also used potions to make sure I don't fall asleep. From what I can tell, I'll probably be spending the next few years here. Until I can heal my lung, I won't be able to break out of these anti Mana chains.

Of cours, you're probably thinking "just use Cursed Energy", but I tried using it beforehand, and it seems like these chains also sealed off my Cursed Energy. So, I'm basically fucked.

"1000 minus 6."

I felt a blast of heat flow throughout the room as I realised what the torture was going to do. He was going to heat up an object made of a metal with a high melting point and drag it across my skin!

How fantastic, I was quite fond of having such soft skin. But even after healing, I doubt my body will ever look the same. I already had some small scars when I entered this body, but I'll look even worse after this.

"994, 988, 982..."

As I kept counting down, the torturer brought a small metal blade that had been heated to its limits to my body and started lightly tracing some erratically placed lines all over it. My body was burnt and my nerves were singed.

After a few cuts, I hadn't made a noise. The man became audibly angry, so he decided to heat up the knife even further. I made a sound of 'pain' due to how how it felt, I didn't scream as I wasn't bothered to do so but I felt bad for the guy so I threw him a bone by making it seem like he could actually hurt me.

He made the cuts deeper and soon, blood began to seep out. The blade start cutting and singing my bone, when he held the blade against my bone for too long my bone would begin to melt slightly.

Several hours passed as the torture ensued, honestly, you couldn't call this shit torture.