"Alright, alright! I give up! Just stop hitting me...!"

The fake Sora, who had been taking the beating, began crying out in a pitiful voice.

Of course, I didn’t stop.

Exploiting sympathy to create an opening is one of the oldest clichés in the book.
Right now, it might sound like it’s begging for mercy, but this creature isn’t human.
Who knows what schemes it’s plotting? Letting my guard down would be foolish.

I continued my relentless barrage.

"I’ll give you the key! I’m really sorry! Please stop!!!"

-Clink.

A key fell to the floor, and the fake …