Gabriel's POV
"Oh, I am so sick and tired of this!" Ignes vented.
It had been three days of holding on without any sign of help on the way. I wondered if anyone had noticed the imposter or had he left people thinking that I had gone on some assignment.
That hall was dark and large and the only things lightening it up were three fire lamps hung on the wall and my halo which they had been trying to get out of my chest.
They had me restrained by holy chains, my hands and feet. I was in between huge rocky walls with arms and legs apart. Thanks to my make-up, I heal fast which was why I didn't look much like one who had been tortured for three consecutive days.
