"You are not going to escape this time. I will make sure of it," King of Dwarfs commented with a bright smile as they went down the mountain with an elevator.
Drakos laid down in the cage, his legs and maw locked up with chains. Even if he wanted to burn them in flames, he couldn't. Despite being locked up, Drakos wasn't sad. Having his new art, all he had to do is wait till his soul heals itself, and then he can just perform it again, escaping from the Dwarf Kingdom.
King of Dwarfs was talking to himself this whole time but Drakos didn't even listen, his mind occupied with a certain beauty that lingered in his memory.
Bella.
The scene from just a few hours ago was still vivid inside his mind.
He gazed at Bella for the last time and looked away, observing the approaching Dwarfs. His heart was aching but when Bella's presence disappeared, his body felt lighter.
'She is safe. That's good…' he thought.
