Date: 2020-04-24 09:44 pm (UTC)
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There.

He wanted to command the prisoner to come to him and watch the writhing begin when it resisted, but just thinking the words made the shards hum louder in his brain, pain flaring again, the echo of his master's voice resounding in a reminder to obey.

He wanted to tear the little creature apart for such insolence, but the pain crescendoed, stealing the breath from his lungs, making him falter and slow. Do not fail again. He wouldn't. He wouldn't.

"Come here," he demanded, his voice quieter than he'd intended. Soft, but still full of hate. He started to advance again, slower now. "I am going to remove your collar."
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