"Kwaaaah!"
A young man collapsed, his agonized scream ripping through the air.
Blood streamed from his ruined eye socket, soaking his trembling body.
"Young master!"
Several figures rushed toward him in a panic, but before they could reach him, I lightly tapped my foot against the ground.
Thumpâ!
Whooooshâ!
A crushing force surged outward, pinning them in place.
"Urghâ¦!"
"Guhâ¦!!"
Their bodies buckled, collapsing under the pressure.
One by one, they sank to their knees, writhing.
I ignored them, my gaze fixed on the wretch before me.
"Kugh⦠huuughâ¦!!!"
He clutched the gaping hole where his left eye had been. His entire body trembled, his fingers digging into his own bloodied flesh.
I crouched down, leveling my gaze with his.
His remaining right eye twitched violently as he met mine.
"â¦Huuu⦠kugh⦠whyâ¦."
For a moment, I hesitated.
Ah. That was a mistake.
I hadn't meant to rip it outâI just acted on impulse.
The eyeball rolled in my palm.
The texture was sickeningly slick, yet firm.
A clean extraction, at least.
Tch. Nasty.
Disgusted, I tightened my grip.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âSquish!
The eye burst in my fist, its fluids seeping through my fingers.
I flicked my hand, scattering the remnants onto the ground.
His expression shattered.
Watching his own eye get crushed, he made a sound that was neither a scream nor a sob.
I met his horror-stricken gaze and spoke.
[That eye didn't suit you.]