Brutus, obviously annoyed over the remark that was heard in the background would slowly make his presence known by placing his hand on the individual’s shoulder. Without saying a word, sizzling could be heard before the man collapses to the ground, attempting to get rid of the fire only to have it quickly spread to his hand. “You’re a fool. Why? Well, I will tell you before you burn to death, you pathetic little worm. Flora belongs to me. She deserves to be treated like a Queen? Ha, that bitch deserves everything that I give her. Nothing more, nothing less. I’ll treat you to a taste of absolute agony before you die. Hopefully you will learn your lesson and be a pussy in the next life to avoid contact with me..” While the man struggles with the flames, trying to rub them out on the floor, Brutus removes his combat knife from his hip, taking his time as he cuts the man’s pants off, undergarments included. In a split second, he starts to scream out loudly when he snaps his fingers, lighting the individual’s cock on fire. It doesn’t take long for him to succumb to his injuries as the flames consume his entire body until nothing but ashes are left behind.

Reaching out, Brutus grabs onto Flora, pulling her to him.

“We’re going home. I’m going to paint your face in something very familiar.. Any objections? If so, I can burn your other cheek and you can really test your luck in a cold world with nothing to offer to a man outside of some sub par pussy and a battered face..”