The two of them stormed into the small palace located in the center of the military camp with calm and steady steps. The large wooden gate disintegrated directly in front of them, turning into ash before Dan could even reach it! At the same time, the terrifying and agonizing screams of everyone inside the palace continued as they slowly and painfully crumbled into nothingness in every corner. There were screams of torment, desperate pleas, and bitter weeping. Dan continued walking with steady composure through the hallway and then into the large inner courtyard, firmly holding the young girl's hand behind him and leading her toward her revenge.
In the middle of the large room, every person present—advisors, guards, and officers—disintegrated into fine, drifting ash! Their bodies decomposed amidst agonizing and horrifying shrieks. Only one person remained and did not vanish: a middle-aged man with a large, ugly scar across his rough face. His features were fierce, brutal, and cruel, but currently, he was thrown upon the floor as if completely paralyzed! He could not move at all, nor could he speak a single word, no matter how hard he tried. His body was frozen, his muscles were disabled, and even his voice was stolen from him; he was a prisoner within his own skin. All he could do was stare with extreme terror at the mysterious youth with the strange blue hair before him—the one whose features were transcendent and cold to the ultimate degree, looking down at him as if he were a trivial and disgusting insect on the ground! It was a gaze devoid of any emotion, a gaze without mercy—the look of a higher being toward a lower one.
Increasing the man's terror even further, Dan gestured with his hand in a simple, swift motion toward one of the daggers lying on a nearby table. With supernatural speed, it appeared directly in his hand! Then, with the other hand—the one holding the young girl gently—a faint, warm, and comforting blue aura suddenly glowed. This blue aura spread around the entire girl; it was a cloak of pure Chakra covering her whole body. It restored her physical vitality, and she felt the warm power flowing through her veins. Even her tired and vacant eyes regained their focus and clarity to a much greater extent! She had returned to life slightly; she was still psychologically shattered, but her body was stronger now, and she was capable of movement.
Dan turned toward her and looked at her directly. He spoke in his cold, emotionless voice: "The person lying before you on the ground is the direct cause of the entire tragedy you are living through now." He paused for a moment, then continued in the same tone: "He is the one responsible for the murder of your mother, your entire family, your small village, and everyone you have ever known."
He slowly extended the sharp dagger toward her, offering it with his outstretched hand. He said, "You can take your revenge now with your own hands. Vent all the anger, pain, and sorrow that this monster has caused you."
The young girl slowly lifted her head and looked at Dan, who stood before her, in total silence for a moment. It was as if she were intentionally trying to carve his calm and transcendent features into her mind and memory forever! She would never forget this face, nor this person who had granted her the chance for revenge. Then, she looked slowly at the outstretched hand before her and at the sharp dagger it held. Suddenly, her facial features contorted in an unnatural and terrifying way! Her eyes widened, her mouth opened slightly, and her face was warped by suppressed rage. She gripped the sharp dagger by its handle with such extreme force that her small knuckles turned white!
She advanced toward the man lying helplessly before her on the floor, who looked like a defenseless lamb waiting for slaughter at the altar! His terrified eyes carried clear signs of extreme horror and absolute fear! He wanted to scream but could not; he wanted to plead but his mouth was sealed; he wanted to flee but his body was paralyzed. He was helpless, terrified, and waiting for death.
Then, without any preamble or hesitation, the girl leaped upon him with all her strength! She began stabbing him with the sharp dagger with the maximum power she possessed. Once, twice, three times—dozens of times! She screamed in a broken and shattered voice: "Ah! Ah! Ah! Die! Die! Die!"
Stab after stab, blood splattered, flesh was torn, and screams filled the room. She continued stabbing him without pause or mercy, time and again—in his chest, in his stomach, in his face. Dan ensured that he kept the man alive for as long as possible! He prevented his body from a quick death, keeping him conscious and feeling everything, so that the girl's instinct for revenge could be fully satiated and she could vent all her anger and pain. It was also a deserved punishment for this monster; he truly earned every bit of this prolonged agony! Every stab was warranted, and every second of torture was just.
The young girl continued stabbing him and screaming in a loud, broken voice. After a period of time, she began to weep intensely while stabbing him without stop! Tears poured down, and her screams turned into sobbing. She muttered in a choked and shattered voice between the stabs: "Give me back my mother! Haaaah! Gi...ve me back my mot...her! Please!" Then she shrieked with searing pain: "Why?! Why?! Why did this happen?! Why my mother?! Why my family?!"
There were questions without answers. She continued to stab him relentlessly, driven by pain, rage, and sorrow, until his body was completely shredded into pieces and his internal organs spilled out in a disgusting manner! His intestines were scattered on the floor, and his blood flowed profusely. The cold floor was filled with thick blood, scattered entrails, and torn pieces of flesh! The young girl's small face was covered in dark red blood, and her clothes were entirely soaked in it. It was a scene that was horrifying, ugly, and revolting. But she did not stop, she did not care; she continued her venting.
Dan watched the ugly scene before him in total silence and without any expression on his face. He understood that now, since he had directly intervened in something that did not originally concern him, he must bear the full responsibility for this intervention until he brought it to a proper conclusion! He could not escape now, and he could not retreat. It had begun, so he must finish it. Thus, he intentionally allowed her to empty all her bottled-up rage, deep frustration, and intense pain in this extreme and violent manner! If she did not do it now, if she did not vent all this pain, she might lose her mind entirely and go permanently, irreversibly insane! The psychological shock was far too powerful, deep, and destructive for a girl of her age.
After a period of continuous stabbing and hysterical weeping, her crying finally began to subside gradually, and she started to calm down very slowly. She finally stopped stabbing the completely mutilated and disfigured corpse before her. There was nothing left to stab; the person before her had become a mere mass of shredded meat. The girl rose slowly and with extreme exhaustion from her position over the mutilated corpse. Her body trembled from fatigue, her hands were covered in blood, and her clothes were saturated with it. She turned slowly toward Dan, who had been standing silently behind her the entire time, and looked directly at him with eyes red from weeping. Then, suddenly, she knelt down with all her remaining strength before him on the blood-stained floor! Her head was on the ground, her body fully bowed—a position of total submission.
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