Nathasia was at the very back of the prison room, having her hands chained to the wall. Her vision was covered by the backs of many soldiers nervously standing while facing forward.
But she could vaguely see the sturdy metal door ahead, which was the entrance to the prison room and the only way Damien was going to enter.
Her eyes were fixated on that door without even blinking.
*CRUKKK!*
Suddenly the prison door began to deform as the sound of metal being bent resounded. Everyone gulped when they saw the door being slowly mangled.
And before they knew it the door crumbled and was blasted away, revealing darkness outside with only a pair of crimson eyes peering into their souls.
Everyone cocked their guns as their sweaty fingers slipped onto the triggers.
And before they knew it, a sword slowly became visible as a figure emerged from within the darkness.
