In the North Tower, Lucifer, who was being held in prison coated with magic, continued to shout at the knights assigned to watch over him.
“LET ME GO, YOU BASTARD!” He kept shouting furiously. However, after being ordered by Rion, the knights guarding Lucifer did not heed his screams.
Lucifer’s hand was already covered in blood from hitting the bars of the prison cell engulfed in blue light.
“Is it okay for us to leave him like that?” The knight guarding Lucifer felt worried when he saw the man keep hitting the prison bars. The noise Lucifer made was like that of a raging beast.
“This is the king's order, and the leader has ordered us not to release him.”
As time passed, Lucifer finally stopped hitting the prison bars. He backed away in a stumble, then leaned against the wall with an exhausted face.
His breath was getting heavy as beads of sweat dripped down his face.
