Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil

The second dagger on Sera's hand shone in a bright red color and the criminal could see it with his only working left eye.

The criminal had no idea where to look, who to beg. He couldn't move his whole body. Some strange power was holding him and with nothing left to do, he clenched his jaw and waited for death.

Simply, he gave up.

There was no reason to fight anymore. He was already rotting away in jail. Might as well die and get this over with. Yes, he was in pain. The amount of pain he had was something he would have never encountered in prison. But he guessed that the price of dying earlier, under the open sky, was this very same pain.

Pablo watched Sera moving the dagger close to the criminal's eye and the poor man couldn't even close his eyes. He had no control over his body. He could only speak but he didn't even do that anymore.

Cupid also watched all this and her nose was wrinkled the entire time.

"No wonder she fell in love with you. You both share the same tendencies." She said.

Pablo smiled. 'You are getting it wrong, Angel.'

"Huh?"

Cupid didn't get it and Pablo felt generous enough to answer.

'Each girl who is raped, who faced humiliation, who faced the lecherous eyes of men, who were molested, wants to do this very same thing. This is not just about Sera, it is about every girl. This is not cruel, this is simply justice.'

Cupid blinked. "Since when did you begin to think about girls? You call each girl you meet bitch. You are the last person who should talk about them."

Pablo sighed. 'First of all, girls who irk me are the ones who are called bitch by me. Second, I never saw any girl here with the eyes of a lustful man. I only see them as a nuisance not a thing. Yes, I don't respect them like they are some goddess and other stuff. I just don't want to have anything to do with them. If they don't come in my way then they are fine. That's all there is.'

Cupid heard the man and in the end, she nodded. She kind of understood Pablo's mind. He doesn't respect girls but he also didn't outright molest them and treat them as an object. After all, he never once used Sera as an outlet for his lust even after she gave him all the right to. Any other man would have drooled over the fact that they had a beautiful girl who was ready to sleep with them as many times as the man wanted.

If anything, Cupid thought Pablo should be respected for such a thing. But of course, he won't use girls but surely kill them without a second thought if they came in his way. So yeah, he should not be respected.

Pablo left the angel to her own thoughts and focused on Sera once more.

The girl brought the dagger just in front of the criminal's pupil and without waiting for anything, she slowly, like a screw inside a wristwatch, stabbed the dagger inside the eye.

The criminal gritted his teeth. Pablo heard the noise of teeth grinding and he even believed that the criminals broke his molars by the strength he used to endure the pain.

After stabbing the dagger a little, Sera stopped.

Now the criminal had two daggers sticking out of his eyes and yet, he was unable to move.

The hotness broke past the bounds of pain as sweat dripped on the spot where the man was standing and the ground beneath was wetter than usual and that's when Pablo looked at the pants of the criminal.

When he saw the scene, his lips curled up once more.

She made him piss his pants. Good work.

What Pablo liked the most was that Sera did all that without flinching even a little. She did it like it was another Thursday.

Apart from the water, the criminal dripped with blood too and the scene made Pablo remember his execution back on earth. His face was also bloodied like that.

Waiting to see Sera's next move, Pablo crossed his hands in front of his chest.

And Sera did her next move right away.

"He should stand like this till he dies of blood loss. Till then, I will gaze at my dear."

Sera turned ninety degrees to her right and as soon as she saw Pablo's face, she broke into a smile.

Not because Pablo was looking at her with love or any other shit like that, she broke into a smile because just the sight of his face was enough for her to forget all her worries and cherish the life she had. Also, she had heard Pablo praising Gerald and Draxus after they won, so she wanted to hear that too.

The criminal stood there with his hands raised to the sides like a dead man breathing and Pablo could only shake his head.

"Well done, Sera. Good job. You can also do whatever you want now. Just don't leave the ground. Although your opponent is not dead yet, you still won."

"I love y—Thank you, sir."

Sera forgot where she was standing but she remembered in time. Pablo had told her not to do anything like love confession in front of the soldiers.

Pablo ignored her after that and focused on other pairs.

Gerald, Draxus and Sera were done so Pablo decided to take a look at one more of his team members.

Flashy Rail.

Flashy had a symbiote and his Ego of jumping high with him and his opponent was a long black haired man.

This criminal was using his Ego which was nothing but extending his hairs and controlling them.

Right now, Flashy's symbiote and the criminal's hair were fighting against each other.

Pablo would have averted his eyes as he figured it would take time for their fight to end, but the next moment, Flashy bent his knees.

"I wanted to beat you before that fiend beat his opponent, but because of your damn hairs holding my legs, I lost!"

Pablo heard the man and he guessed the fiend must be Draxus.

Also, after Flashy said that, Pablo squinted his eyes and he indeed saw a large amount of hairs lying around Flashy's feet.

So he was held back by the hairs but he is finally free now. Let's see how he ends it.

Flashy's symbiote moved and it wrapped itself around the hairs of the criminal.

Then, he waited for nothing and pulled the symbiote towards himself. As a result, the criminal also came towards Flashy, just in front of him.

Then Flashy, using all his anger he had towards Draxus, head butted the criminal.

BAAM!

The criminal's head shook backwards as blood streamed down from his forehead.

"What kind of move was that!?" The criminal barked.

A glint passed Flashy's eyes.

"The Bull of Liberation, bitch!"