"Ah … how about I put it like this … from the start, you were caught in a trap that I set up," Miguel continued again as he stepped into his room. Behind him was Lilian, jerking her wand and purple strings stretching around Iris.
"For a Witch who is already hundreds of years old, you haven't eaten much salt, Iris."
Iris recalled when she woke up in the Underground Prison and found Sarah injured. Her enemy used to swear at her and sometimes give her some advice.
"Sarah?"
The only person who dragged her to this place was Sarah, she was the one who pushed Iris to this place. She was the one who directed Iris to this place with the excuse of having to meet Gail.
Iris clenched her fists, her eyes darkening. Sarah, who was standing beside Lilian, looked away.
"I just want to see Gail, please understand."
This was the first time Iris felt sick just hearing human names being called in front of her.
