The beatings were extra hard that day, but Edward didn't care.
Outside of his cell, he could hear frustrated arguments.
They hurled everything in their arsenal at him. But the boy was unaffected.
"Little fucker!" One screamed. "Why isn't this hurting you?!"
"How'd ya like that!" One cackled as he burned Edward's flesh and crushed his limbs.
Edward started laughing along with him and the man stopped.
The beatings got worse and worse... Their screams more vulgar and vile.
Edward smiled. They certainly got riled up easily.