Kothar watched as the figure approached, stuck in place by the pain he felt attack him at all sides. The loud footsteps of the figure bouncing over his scales like nails. Kothar could only watch as the sword stabbed into his body, tearing at his body and spilling pain the size of a waterfall through his insides. He coughed up blood, trying desperately to cry out, move or stop the pain... He could do nothing but feel the horrid torture of spikes going through his skin. "M-Mercy! P-Please! I b-beg, please stop this!" He cried out,