C110 Enough is Enough

"I didn't know sadism tickled your pickle," Atlas puffs a ring of smoke as he drags his eyes from the floor to the young woman with auburn curls flowing down her waist. She was kneeling and towering over a man sprawled helplessly, with her hands drawn in the air as she pulled a chain around the man's neck. For a moment, it looked like she was measuring the width of the man's neck