Zen, Harbour, and Roland, those three men's pictures refreshed in his head. The boy terrified within exclaiming,
"I…. am caught in their palm…. Again… how?"
How did this happen?!"
Everyone was greeting him with cheers and excitement but, only for the Magus, Eden Locker, it appeared like he was standing in front of a Serial Killer.
The voices of laughter, whistles of cheers, and claps of joy were all deafening in his ears.
His purple eyes were fixed at that youth with his heart beating twice in every second.
Sweat as cold as ice, ran all over his structure, trembling from the chills of fear, as his breath choked in his throat.
He kept swallowing his throat nonstop letting his breath escape but the prison of devastation prison his breath in.
Only one word could squeak out of his voice, H...H….ah!...HOW?"
*******
"LIAR!!"
"WHAT DID YOU SAY?!" roared Roland at the prisoner.
