"That’s a lie. This is not Renraku. I know that. Mama sold me to someone else. If you’re part of Renraku, then you’re a traitor. It won’t be long before they find me, and you." The blades bit down with a snap and Babel screamed , arcing his back and throwing all of the strength of his muscles against the restraints like his body wanted to leap from the chair at his tormentor. Blood dripped from his mutilated hand, and pain shot up his arm like lightning. Like electricity.