Gentlemen, I need to tell you something. You see, there is a work of classic russian literature entitled "Taras Bulba". In it, there is a scene, in which the titular character is watching his only remaining son being publically executed through torture. It is described in excrutiating detail, how his bones are broken, how his nails are torn off, how his flesh is stripped from his body, how he is eventually hung by his ribs, and yet he refuses to talk. He does not make a sound even, such is his devotion to his father, who asked him to "not let them hear how a christian suffers". And the old Taras watches it from the crowd, unable to do anything but mutter "good son, good son" under his breath.
And you see, I just had a nightmare like this, where Incognito watched Cerulean suffer. They would burn her, they would freeze her, they would crush her in pistons, they would singe her with acid and then solidify her, and the solidified girl would get ground, piece by piece, by rusty cogs, and then they would put her together again and take turns violating her, and the crowd would holler and cheer and bray at the sight, and make bets, and guzzle down food, and masturbate, and laugh, and the reporter would describe each torture, and quip, and snark, and there would be special guests, and a donation drive would be held, and they would offer Cerulean to stop the torture for a minute if she would say sponsored advertising slogans, and the girl would only say "father, save me" again and again and again and again until she could speak no more and the overlord would sit on his throne, watch the feed and only whisper "good girl, good girl" again and again and again and again until he, too, could speak no more, and then he would sit there, silent.
It was rather disquieting.