Slade Nyther; Repaying all Malfeasance

Chapter 27

Ceballos had said this so casually as though cutting someone's arm off was like throwing a can in the garbage truck.

The axe that he had tossed at Slade hit Slade in the chest and dropped on the floor. The force at which the head of the axe hit Slade in the chest would have made any man stagger to the back before gaining a strong stance again. But Slade remained undaunted where he was.

His eyes didn't even squint in pain at the contact. He just kept staring at Ceballos, who had given such an instruction.

Ceballos believed that Slade would not dare to refute his orders. If Slade was in his right mind, he would amputate his arm right in that moment and do as told. That's exactly what was expected of him.

Nobody in his right mind in that room would ever dare to ignore the command of Ceballos.

Slade slowly looked away from Ceballos to the axe, which was lying at his feet. He bent down slowly and picked it up. Everyone was anticipating what would happen. Would Slade really cut off his