Pulling his hand back, Vritra stabbed the knife into the leader's eye, tightly clutching his hair before pulling it down very slowly.
"AAAAAAAAAH!" His head was split in two, but this was just the beginning.
All the others just stood there frozen on the ground, wondering if the instructions weren't clear enough.
But as the act on the stage got more cruel and brutal, they all shivered.
Their bodies trembled at every scream, every cut and stab of the knife. It became so bloody that even these lunatics began to vomit.
Being at that level, the leader's body was healing quite fast, plus he seemed to possess some strange skill that burned his blood to heal.
So Vritra could continue without a care. His right hand plunged into the leader's torso, as he gripped the leader's heart.
"Krrkkkhhh cough cough s- stop please ughhh cough" he coughed blood as both his eyes healed back, a terrified expression appearing on his face.
Even more shocked were the people lying on the altar.
