C461 Bets

Crack! The whip lashed across the back of the elder trailing at the end of the Lan Family procession, tearing a long gash across the spine of his opulent robe. Fragments of the once magnificent garment fluttered through the air like scraps of paper.

Blood welled from the elder's lacerated flesh, streaming down in thick droplets, soaking the fabric of his robe crimson beneath the raised welts