Rufus continued to wield the dagger on Remus' right arm, cutting back and forth. In the gaze of everyone, pieces of flesh fell, thin and delicate, deliberately done to torment him.
Remus remained sprawled on the ground, his complexion as white as paper. If not for the deliberate control of his steady breathing, they might think he had already lost consciousness. Despite having his flesh be sliced into several pieces, he continued to bear the pain without making a sound.
"Let's see how long you can hold on! Bastard, you better endure it all the way. I'm going to turn you into a skeleton with only tendons!"
Rufus continued to cutaway at Remus' flesh. His actions quickened.
In a brief ten seconds, the bones were visible on his right arm, and he could even discern the recently fractured bones from the battle with Philip.
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