"Now, you're going to tell me everything I want to know about the Deamhain Sect." Evelyn said, wearing a devilish smirk.
In response Uriah simply scoffed and told her to kill him. He knew that he was caught and beaten. Evelyn had already made the difference in their abilities abundantly clear. Every one of his attempts to fight back or escape had been met with instant reprisal.
"Do what you will, but I won't succumb to torture." Uriah said defiantly.
"I doubt you know the true meaning of that word. Given enough time, you'd tell me anything."
Evelyn spoke from experience. In both her lives she had endured unbearable horrors at the hands of others. If at any point she thought something she said would stop the pain, she would have professed it with her entire being.
Nevertheless, she had no intention of taking the time to really torture someone. Threats and breaking a couple of bones was one thing, but truly subjecting someone to agony that bordered on crushing one's sanity was not something Evelyn ever wanted to do.
Instead, she had a far easier, and less messy method to get what she wanted out of Uriah.
"I believe that your Sect's Leader employs similar methods. At least my brother told me about what was done to him. With the right magic, the mind can easily be swayed." Evelyn said, taking out a Domination Potion.
Uriah looked at the bottle fearfully and attempted to bite through his own tongue in a final desperate attempt to keep himself from betraying his Sect.
Yet, before he could, Evelyn jammed the bottle into his mouth with a bit more force than necessary.
She then closed his nose and slowly forced him to drink the contents.
Try as he might to resist, Uriah eventually succumbed to the potion's power.
With languid eyes that seemed to be unable to focus, Uriah now hung in the air in Evelyn grasp completely limp.
Unlike Uriah who Evelyn was able to control with relative ease, Osvaldo would undoubtedly put up a far fiercer fight.
Even if she was able to incapacitate him without drawing the Miris Sect's attention, it was unlikely that her Domination Potions would work on some that was at the arcanist rank.
"Fine. Next question. How many members of your Sect are at the Arcanist rank and above, and what are there magical affinities?"
Evelyn continued to siphon pertinent information about the Deamhain Sect and Tyrannis Union from Uriah for the next twenty minutes. To go any longer would increase the risk of her being found.
While her captive did not know some of the intel she wanted or could only give partial answers, Evelyn learned a great deal about her enemies.
"I suppose that will have to be enough. Thank you for your cooperation, Uriah. Not that you had much of a choice."
Evelyn then snapped her fingers and cancelled the magic that had taken ahold of Uriah's mind. She wanted him to be fully conscious for what came next.
With her gravity magic, she slammed her hated foe into the ground.
"Should you awaken in your next life with your memories intact just as I did, remember this moment. Everything that happened to you today was brought about by your own hands. I just wanted to live an insignificant, peaceful life. But you forced me to this point. Now you have to pay for the poor choices you made."
Uriah stared at Evelyn with eyes filled with several emotions. Fear, rage, confusion, regret, and realization.
Unfortunately, he was not given another moment to process what Evelyn had just told him. An instant later he was engulfed in crimson flames that incarnated his body to only ashes in less than a second. Before he could even feel pain, he was already dead.
"Another one of my monsters is finally gone from the world." Evelyn said, a truly relieved expression forming on her face.