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Chapter 92 - He'll Get All The Information He Needed

Youden walked down the remnants of the dungeon, passing by multiple guards who saluted him when he passed. None of them dared look at his condition, as Youden was still bandaged up from the failed attack on Port-O-Bea a week ago, as he barely made it back. Of course, he was the dumb one, underestimating some kids trained under Boom himself. The thought made him punch a wall, causing it to crack before he stifled a scream as he used his broken hand. Now it was going to take longer to heal. But he would get what he needed.

Reaching the final level, he waited as the guards slowly opened the door, which led to three cells. Only one was occupied, with Erthymea having her head down, not making a sound.

"You look you're having a wonderful stay," he announced, causing her to look at him.

"And it looks like you got beat up pretty bad." she shot back.

Youden grinned, as he called for several guards to come.

"Now I don't really care how you're doing, but I'm only here for one thing and one thing only."

"Good luck getting that from me."

"Oh not much, I just need for you to tell me everything you know about Jamal and whoever is with him, as well as everything about the vials, cause I know without them he would be dead!" he began to roar in fury.

"You lost to them! Ha!" she began to laugh feverishly, causing the guards to watch in surprise. "How? You could kill Boom, but not them!"

"If you want to play these types of games, then I'll get all the information from you one way or another. I'll ask again, and you better start talking."

"Or else what, cause you aren't getting it from me."

"Then I'll force it out of you." he said, before telling the guards to do whatever it takes, "I want her alive and recuperate and do the process all over again if she doesn't say it. I'll make her life miserable."

"You lost to Jamal and the others, oh my!" she continued to laugh.

Youden didn't respond back, as he left the bottom floor, as her laughs slowly became screams of pain and agony. That would keep her shut for a bit until he figured out a way to kill that boy Jamal, and the same to the rest of them.