Arthur stepped out from behind the cell bar with vigilance in his eyes. Though he knew the guard had left, it was always safe to be on alert.
The new prisoners widen their eyes upon suddenly seeing someone come out of now where. They scrambled quickly backward as their hands pressed to the ground. The young girl hiding behind the man.
"Hey! I don't have two horns, you don't need to get so scared..." Arthur said calmly in a whisper and with a hand gesture, telling them to relax and not make noise.
"Who...who are you... Do you live in the dungeon to torture people?" the older man asked, scrunching his brows up.
"We have people doing that Job?" Arthur asked as he furrowed his brows in a surprised way at the question asked.
"How did you get in here if you're not?"
