Gibbons' delectable screams of pain turn into sobs as Crypt casually tosses one of his eyeballs to the side. Baelfire bares his teeth again. "I have several things in mind for this kiss-ass for trying to kill you. Why rush?" “That’s the spirit, lizard." Crypt grins in maniacal approval, pressing into the mage's broken arm so Gibbons shouts again. "Let's take it nice and slow so our girl can savor his screams." Seeing the vengeful, twisted fury on their faces just for me makes my stomach flutter. Like I said. I'm catching feelings.
