(Forgive this idiot author for not editing the previous chapter properly when I first published it. I rewrote the chapter completely and add few more exciting things to the chapter. Please read the previous chapter 963, before continuing to read the below chapter)
Venturing into the dark, newly built, and dimly lit underground cellar beneath Caius's home, Salesi descended further into its eerie depths. The air within was heavy and tainted, carrying the unmistakable stench of blood, a testament to the horrors that had unfolded within these confines.
As Salesi cautiously advanced, the flickering light of torches revealed a macabre sight. The ground was stained with dried blood while fresh puddles glistened ominously. Chains hung from the walls, bearing the scars of countless struggles, evidenced by scratch marks and lingering traces of crimson.
