Chapter 115

One of the guards hurried towards Pandra and handed her the red hot knife that was glittering and burning. She scoffed, eyes glued to the knife while she brought it closer to Odessa's face, “I will get rid of your tendon with this, and feed you with a poison that would clear your memory. That way, you won't even be able to explain who hurt you.” Odessa snorted, her tears still flowing down. She tried to speak, but no words could come out. Staring at the knife, she prayed within her. How would she survive if that knife touched her skin? It was burning and scary.