Jin had pleaded for him to stop. Screamed until his voice was gone and he could only weep silently. Clawed at the floor until his nails were broken and bleeding. Pulled at the chains that clung to his wings until he was sure they were broken.

And when the lashes stopped, Jin only could slump further onto the concrete floor.

Being a Phoenix, Jin could only wonder what fire felt like. This felt close- like a shock that dug deep into his skin and spread. Maybe that was burning. It felt unbearable.

Cold air hit the open welts, only making them sting more.

"Do you understand why this happened, creature?" The tone was venomous, like it could kill him.

Jin managed a nod. If he could just play along, maybe he'd be left alone.

"Don't touch food that is not given to you." His master pressed a finger into one of his lash wounds. It drew a cry from Jin.

"This is your first transgression. I was merciful."