(From here starts the brutal part. Enjoy.)

While Eli was unversed in the art of torture, it doesn't take a genius to know that smashing a hammer on the limbs of others and breaking them is a very effective method. While there are far more effective methods out there, Eli didn't have the patience, time, or tools to enact them.

Turning around, hammer in hand, he said with a frigid voice, "Torture you and then kill you. You like beating a defenseless woman, right? You think you can kill both Trinity and me as you please, right? I will make you feel what Trinity felt a thousandfold."

Gavin looked at Eli, his face betraying his inner fear. Looking at that stone-cold face, the hammer, and those gleaming brown eyes, filled with nothing but hatred, he knew he was only getting out of this room in a body bag.

Gavin gritted his teeth and started to taunt like a cornered animal, "You want to kill me, hah? Go on then. Kill me, you pussy. KILL ME! FUCKING KILL ME, I DARE YOU! TRINITY IS A WHORE, AND YOUR MOTHER EVEN MORAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Crack*

He gave up on resisting, knowing that he would only exit this room as a corpse. Instead, he tried to taunt Eli to give him a swift death. At least he would suffer far less. However, mid cursing, the hammer in Eli's hand smashed on Gavin's right hand and giving off a satisfying crack.

Eli spat, face full of disgust, "You can curse me as much as you want, but if you curse Trinity or my mother, I will make this even more painful."

{No hesitation whatsoever... You are unexpectedly brutal, kid. I like it.}

Eli replied out loud while cringing, "I don't want to be complimented about something like that."

Between waves of pain, a corner of Gavin's brain couldn't help but wonder - Who is this madman talking to?

Such thoughts were soon erased, however. A second strike from Eli's hammer found itself on Gavin's right hand, again.

Crunch* Crack*

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKITY FUCK FUCK!!!! I CURSE YOU!!! I CURSAAAAAAAHHHHH!!!"

Bam* Crunch* Bam* Crunch* Bam* Crunch* Bam* Crunch*

After two minutes of pounding the hammer on Gavin's right hand, Eli stopped and looked at his masterpiece while panting.

The hand was all purple and red. Splintered bone pieces protruded from the skin. His fingers were either swollen or bent to the wrong side. It was safe to assume that if Gavin got out of this mess, his right hand would be crippled for life.

Eli didn't feel anything when hitting Gavin, nothing in the slightest bit. It was almost unnerving, knowing that he had it in him to be this cruel in such a psychopathic manner. There was a chance he had PTSD from that time he killed the two serial killers. Perhaps, he developed sociopathic tendencies after being shot a dozen times. He himself did not know the answer, but a voice answered his unasked query.

{Kid, no, Eli, you developed slight sociopathic tendencies, yes, but they are natural ones ingrained in your genome. Your brain just learned how to disconnect the feeling of empathy from lesser men. Making murder into art.}

Eli frowned with slight worry, "Isn't that bad?"

{Hardly. It is an innate quality of all sapient lifeforms, especially in predators, and it is common in soldiers. It is part of your human heritage. In your case, you stopped viewing Gavin as a human being, more an animal or critter. You were also previously restrained by the fear of going to prison and being judged by society for your actions. However, after I gave you those items, I unchained you. This is the real you, Eli. This is your nature as a human.}

Eli, however, didn't share the same view, "I don't like it. It makes me feel less human and more like a beast."

Asmodeus said with the most enchanting and genuine voice he heard thus far, {Don't feel like that. The fact that you are bothered by it is proof enough that you are human. That is more than enough.}

"I find it disgusting."

{But I find it beautiful. Perhaps, one day, you will learn to understand just how beautiful it is.}

Asmodeus then changed her tone, {Enough chatter. I feel in the mood right now, so I will teach you something fun now. A new spell.}

Meanwhile, Gavin was panting and wheezing. Drool and vomit leaked from his mouth, and his eyes were slightly unfocused. Never in his life had he felt so much pain, and he vomited from how painful it was. Just a glance at his right hand was enough for him to know that from today, even if he survived this ordeal, he will be disabled for life. There was even a chance that they would need to saw off his hand.

After a short reprieve, however, he soon felt a hand touch his head, and he felt a strange sensation. He didn't know what was happening until he felt a hammer smash on his left hand. However, unlike last time, the pain wasn't sharp for just a split second. It felt like it lasted over ten seconds, making him almost go insane from the pain. However, it didn't stop there. A familiar wave of pain like the one after the sharp pain also washed over him. He felt like his mind was disunited from his body. Like his body felt a certain pain, but his mind felt it a hundred times longer. It felt weird and jarring, but most of all, painful.

After what felt like five or six minutes, a second sharp pain registered in his brain, and then a third, and a fourth, a fifth... It went on, and on, and on, for what felt like over two hours. He didn't even have room to think about anything, only feeling pain.

The pounding of iron against flesh and bone began anew. This time, it was Gavin's right foot.

Asmodeus taught Eli a spell that speeds up the time perception of another creature by a hundred times for half an hour. Just like before, it cost him 10% of his total mana. However, since he was only using his ring right now, his mana managed to regenerate to 30%. Because of that, his mana was now at 20% instead.

From what he understood from what Asmodeus said, the spell does not actually affect the body. It only affects the mind and soul of the target. If Gavin felt a single hammer strike for three seconds, then now it felt like five minutes. The pain is still the same as before, just lasting far longer in his perception. Eli didn't dare imagine the level of anguish Gavin felt in the short few minutes he pounded on his left hand.

All he cared about now was to keep pounding and pounding until he was satisfied. So he kept swinging and swinging his hammer down on Gavin's flesh and bone under the sound of crunching and cracking bones. In the meantime, Gavin was oddly silent while making strange faces. The most that sounded from his lips was an "Oh." and "Ah.".

Each time the hammer fell on Gavin's flesh and bone, Eli felt as if the hammer didn't only hit Gavin. But also himself. He felt like he was like a piece of iron, and Gavin was his Anvil. Each time the hammer fell, he felt like a small piece of himself was gone. 

By the time Eli finished mutilating Gavin's four limbs, only ten minutes have passed. Hence, he decided to go for the shins next. Five minutes later, both of Gavin's shins were shattered beyond repair. Then, he went for the elbows. After another five minutes, they shattered too. And then he went for the shoulders, and they shattered also.

Now, there were only about five minutes left until the spell wore off, and Gavin looked like a mess. All of Gavin's limbs were permanently crippled, with no surgery able to repair them. He has already pissed and shat himself, bringing a pungent smell to the room. His face had an indescribable and lax look. His mouth was open loose with drool freely dripping. His eyes were rolled back as if having a seizure. His body was spasming.

After swinging the hammer nonstop for almost half an hour, Eli was tired, and his hands were worn. He now faced a dilemma, "What next? I have five more minutes, and except for the head, most of his body is smashed already."

At his dilemma, Asmodeus reminded, {He raped Trinity, remember?}

At that reminder, Eli suddenly glanced at Gavin's nether region. In the piss and shit-stained area, a half-pinky-sized pathetic pecker was there, together with two nutsacks. Even though he felt it was wrong to hit a fellow man below the belt, he didn't feel Gavin was a fellow man.

Dropping down the hammer on Gavin's crotch, Eli heard the sound of a "pop" as Gavin's nether region got mangled, and one of his balls burst. The rather unresponsive Gavin let out an empty scream of horror and pain. He felt his nether region being hit and crushed.

After ten more hammer strikes, Gavin's nether region now turned to paste. It was a disgusting sight that would send chills to any man who saw it. When Eli saw it, he vomited. However, strangely, the vomit seemed to have vanished before hitting the floor.

"Hah? What happened to it?"

{It got absorbed into the ring. It can house up to a cubic meter before it is full, so you don't need to worry for the time being.}

Eli nodded and then looked at Gavin who kept yelling a soundless scream of agony.

He couldn't help but comment, "It's only been less than half an hour for me, but for him, it is almost two days now. Are humans even built to withstand such pain?"

{No. The pain went beyond the threshold his body can withstand, and it is now crushing his very mind and soul. Do you feel sorry for him now?}

"I don't. I strangely don't. I should, but I don't. I feel like a part of me is missing, yet I feel... Lighter. Less burdened."

{Ah, yes. Your compassion to those who you deem as enemies had died. It has now been replaced with cruel determination. No longer will you feel repulsed by the thought of killing and torturing your enemies. You will now feel cold apathy.}

With a somber look, he looked at his bloodstained hammer and asked, "Then, I am a sociopath now? A monster?"

Asmodeus asked, {Do you feel compassion towards your friends and fellow workers? Would you refuse to kill them even if I gave an enticing reward, such as a million points?}

Without any hesitation, he answered what he really thought, "Yes, I would refuse it, even if it is a trillion points."

{Then there you have it. You are not a sociopath. You are just unfeeling to your enemies now. It is a necessary quality of a warrior, so remember it. Besides, I find you far more gentle and sweet than the vast majority of mankind.}

"I... Thanks."

Asmodeus chuckled, {Your welcome. Now then, there is only one minute left. Finish him. I suggest you smash his teeth out first.}

Eli's answer was to raise the hammer and line it up horizontally to Gavin's teeth. And then, he swung it sideways.

Bam* Crack* Splat*

As half of Gavin's teeth either broke or fell out, a splash of blood painted the walls and equipment of the shelter. Some of it landed on Eli, but it disappeared as if it never existed.

{Now, use the claw of the hammer, and drive it through his skull. End this farce and his pitiful and dwindling life.}

Eli took a final look at Gavin, or what was left of him, and ingrained it into his mind, "Goodbye, Gavin. See you in hell."

And then he swung down the hammer.

Crack* Crunch*

With a sickening crunch, the claw of the hammer pierced clean through Gavin's skull, right into his brain. Gavin spasmed a bit and then stopped.

{It is done. His brain received fatal damage. It will now only take three minutes until he completely dies.}

Eli let go of the hammer, letting it remain stuck inside. And then, without another glance, he left.