Picos pov

"talk you son of a bitch!" I slammed the hammer down on his fingers. I told the kids I'll make him tell me how to cure everyone so damnit I'm going to make him talk no matter how much pain I have to cause the fucker!

"ehehe you've become such a desperate little school shooter haven't you?" lemon demon giggled.

"stop calling me a school shooter" I yelled as I slammed the hammer onto his knee.

He groaned in pain but he was still smiling "aww did I touch a nerve"

I took a deep breath "he's just trying to get to you" I told myself "just stay calm and focus"

"your at my mercy" I said in a cold tone "so I suggest you stop playing and start talking!" I slammed the hammer down next to his head.

"or what?" he grinned cockily "you'll kill me? I wonder what those sweet children will think of you then"

I was trembling with rage. How dare he exploit me like that. That son of a bitch!

"argh!" I threw the hammer away and marched out of the room.

I need to cool off.