A sharp cry exploded from the assassin's mouth as the blade pierced his shoulder.
Lightning flowed into the wound.
Every nerve seemed to ignite.
The pain wasn't overwhelming enough to knock him unconscious.
It was worse.
It was precise and controlled.
The kind that forced a person to remain fully aware.
"You..."
The assassin gasped.
"You bastard..."
Lucian ignored the insult.
His eyes remained emotionless.
"My lightning can paralyze your body," he said calmly. "But it doesn't take away your ability to feel pain. Think of it like being trapped inside a burning house while every door remains locked. Your body cannot escape, yet your senses continue experiencing everything."
The sword withdrew.
Blood stained the cloth around the wound.
Before the assassin could recover, the blade pierced his other shoulder.
*Argh*
Another scream echoed through the forest.
Nearby birds immediately took flight.
Lucian crouched slightly.
His voice remained calm.
Almost conversational.
