Amycus had been concentrating so hard he was grinding his teeth as he held his wand pointed at the pathetic man on the ground. He almost didn't notice the nod from Alecto to stop..however he caught a glimpse of her looking at him and released Marchwood from his grasp.
He began breathing heavily because quite honestly he had been enjoying torturing the poor bastard so much, Amycus had forgotten to take regular breaths. "I'm not sure how much more he can take...and as much as i'd love to kill him, those aren't our orders"
He managed to glance over at the bed as he was lifting his hand to wipe off his own mouth and noticed the tears that were running down the face of Marchwood's wife as she could do nothing but lay there and listen to the agonizing screams of her husband.