"Katari, we shall start from his anus," Kael said, his words dropping like the scythe of the grim reaper.
The words stunned Isaiah, he quickly used the telepathic channel to call out, "Wait! What do you mean?"
"Don't worry, the pain will only be so painful," Kael said, sounding a bit sadistic.
Katari looked up from Isaiah's face, staring at Kael's face as if she was falling in love all over again.
"But I answered everything you asked, you said gay you'd give me an easy death! Please!" Isaiah struggled but Katari's hand that was pressed in his neck didn't allow him to move at all.
"Tell me, Isaiah, how did you meet dear old Darius," Kael said.
"I met him when I was migrating with my flock when I was little," Isaiah hurriedly answered with desperation.
"He was traveling alone and I kept him company, I traveled on his back, and he introduced me to…"
"I didn't ask you for those things. What direction was he traveling from?" Kael asked.
