The three dangerous trio walk down a corridor still feeling defeated by the group that invaded their manor. Dante follows just behind Ophelia and Dalek as they were doing random chores and odd jobs together. They continue to walk as they finally stepped outside for fresh air in their new unknown location. Dalek takes a few steps before collapsing on the ground leaning back on the very bottom of the stairs. He exhales aggressively and slow.

"This is bullshit. These odd jobs they keep having us do is annoying and getting on my nerves. I want to be by Connerey's side now already."

Dante crosses his arms and calmy explains, " I know it's monotonous, but we did an unforgivable act. Yet somehow, we are still being allowed to live. Just be grateful we're not at the end of a pike for an execution."

"Brother Dante I get that, but I want to go out there already and beat the living crap out of them! I want to hunt down that measly little bitch that embarrassed me and made a mockery out of me! Because of her and my loss, they refuse to give my back my damn sword. I really like that sword and have to deal with this stupid ass stump!"

Ophelia looks down at her arm and tries to hold back angry tears.

"I understand Ophelia, I really do, but this is the consequences we have to face for letting...him perish for a moment."

"What the hell is the point though? Ophelia gets beaten up by a literal child. You got demolished and almost got your guts ruptured. I feel like I did the most work! I split so many times and almost had them. That stupid bitch got the better of me. They're all the same every last one. Bunch of cowards and fakes."

"I don't know Dalek, but I figure it's not going to be good."

"And it's a good feeling to have! Keeps you on your toes hehehehehe!"

Dalek jumps up from being startled as Frida was suddenly right behind him. They don't even know how she got right behind him, or how long she was listening to them. The three of them looked at her with such worried in their eyes. Frida just tilts her head to the side in confusion as to why they stop talking. She slowly walks down the stairs with her hands resting behind her back.

"No please go on! I wanna hear more of your gripes...no? Well... okay then!"

She passes Dalek and leans into his ear," Just so you are aware, a failure is a failure, regardless the amount of work you put into."

He is frozen unable to move; he was rattled with fear. She then goes towards Ophelia changing her tone to now a playful tease.

"Ophelia! You should learn to love yourself more! The sword doesn't define you and I still think you look adorable even with that grotesque stump of yours. Alas, you were defeated...pfft, by a... by a small child! HAHAHAHAHAHA! You got thwacked by a barrier from a measly kid AHAHAHAHA! My stomach! That's too funny!"

Ophelia looks down at her missing limb and grabs it feeling self-conscious.

"And how can we forget about you, big brute. With how unnatural tall and muscular you are you still managed to lose no less. Even with how intimidating you look especially that metal jaw screwed on top of your lower one, you managed to lose. And you used the vial too I'm impressed. Though, in all honesty I should just kill you all right here right now."

They begin to sweat of hearing her say those words. A moment of silence fell on them waiting for anyone to speak.

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"OH WELL! Even if you're all useless and deserve nothing but slow deaths, Touma wants you all alive. Dante, go to the office upstairs Touma wants a word with you... now."

He stammers a bit but accepts and walks back into the building. "You two however, follow me..."

They looked at each other nervously and followed Frida just a few feet behind her. They made their way to the unknow locations town moving through the dark alleyways. Until they reached towards a building with very rigid walls and steel door. Frida knocks on the door. No response. She knocks even harder and doesn't stop the clanging of the metal, the sound becomes unbearable. The door finally unlocks and in the steps of the door way stood an older gentleman that look frail and sick, he wore burlap clothing that made him look like a poor priest of some kind. His cheek was sunken in and looked pale.

"Ah miss Frida, I was wondering who was at my door. It's a pleasure to have you here."

"Hello Sunz! Can I come in, thank youuuuu!"

She went inside as if she owned the place. She asked to enter but only allowed herself in, not waiting for his response. The other two nervously followed behind and were freaked out that Fridas aggressive authority didn't faze the man, in fact, it even made him smile. The three stand in a work area filled with books and jars of all sorts of items. Finally, the man she referred as sunz made his way in too.

"Hello you two, my name is Sunz ze Lette, pleasure to meet you all."

"Um... nice to see you too... Sunz."as Dalek said nervously.

"To what do I owe the great Frida for her to seek me in my little humble abode."

"Heheheheh, stooooop you little flatterer, I just want you to teach them something really quick and ask a few questions."

"Oh my, is it regarding about the young boy?"

"Yup yup yup! I would do it buuuuuuuuut..."

"You just want to watch and I'm the easiest one to do it, is that right?

"YES SIRRINO!"

The two of them were confused on what is happening. Until Sunz let off a slow maniacal giggle and slowly lifts up his hand very slowly. The two of them looked in confusion when suddenly they were slammed into the wooden floor hard hitting their faces. Their whole bodies were in pain as if ever nerve in their entire body was on fire. A force of unknow weight was pushing them down on the floor pinning them. Sunz let out his maniacal giggle and sat on the floor crossing his legs.

"Do you feel it...? Do you feel as if your skin is ripping apart inch by inch?"

"Wh-wha-t did- you...do-" As Ophelia tries to speak from the intense of unknown pressure pushing them down.

"What did you say to the guards back in Ezhine? Did you say anything at all?"

"W-we didn't sa-y anyth-ing"

"We promise we di-dn't... we swear."

"Mmmmmm... I don't believe you."

He slowly tightens his fist, and the pain begins to increase in both. They yelled in agony begging him to stop.

"hehehehe...okay then..."

He stops their pain but still has them bound to the floor with this unknow force. "Now I heard that Dante and Connerey used the drug I gave as a back up plan. Tell me... how were the effects?"

"They were both in a fury of rage... they both told me that they couldn't feel pain and were able to have incredible inhuman strength. Enough to lift up a carriage." Dalek said with anger in his eyes.

"It worked... by the gods the drug finally worked! Lady Frida with you and Touma's permission I would like to start mass production and distribute throughout our entire outposts! Please!"

"Mmmmm okie dokie! See I knew I can count on you! If I interrogated them, I probably would've killed them instantly! HAHAHAHA."

"Would you like me to release them now Lady Frida?"

Her cheerfully voice suddenly turned into a seductive sinister tone, " Oh no, I want you to reinforce their failure. I want them to understand the gravity of the situation they are in. After this, they wish they would've died back in their cells."

With a sinister smile and slow giggle, he obeyed her orders and slowly tighten his hand into a fist. The two screamed in pain yelling at the top of their lungs. Their entire body felt as if their skin was falling apart. Their eyes blistering as if they were to explode but there was no sign of any damage on their bodies. Sunz was targeting every nerve of their body and tearing them apart. They screamed and tried to squirm from the pain but their bodies refuse to move an inch. Frida stared at them watching them cry and scream till it rips their throats.

Frida watches them closely as they begged for it to stop. Sunz ignored and continue to torture them. Frida places her hands on her mask as if shes rubbing her cheek becoming aroused at them begging for their lives. Frida made sure what happens to Failures who don't do their jobs right.