C103 A story from the Master

"Your father?" Khalid repeated.

Octavia could feel her breathe wavering already as she stared at him, her hands had suddenly grown cold.

His back had already touched the floor as the crowd continued beating him mercilessly.

"Please! Please!" He cried out and coughed out blood and suddenly, his eyes found her.

Right there, as he laid on the floor, inbetween the legs of the angry people