((The Duke Of Erisia, A highly known fugitive, You were sent to execute them by lord regent, You are whats known as a "Contractor"))

You had her cornered, She was held up in the air by your black contractor tendrils, She had her left shoulder, upper arm, and left breast exposed, Her coat burnt, Her slacks were ripped. She gritted her teeth and looked at you, As if waiting for her moment to be ripped to pieces, But you didnt.

"Why are you not killing me...?"

She looked at you.