"The female Heroes were tortured... Something is seriously off about this," Ethan whispered, abruptly rising from his seat and pacing the room.
"Of course, it's not right," Veronica said, her face still a shade of pale.
The horrifying state of those female Heroes haunted her, especially given that she had recruited them.
Her voice dripped with fury, "I went to great lengths to find those female Heroes, and they ended up dead, and in such a horrifying manner at that. To me, even the brainless goblins in the forest aren't as cruel as those old bastards. I seriously wonder if they are Dark Lord impersonators or something."
"Hmm... Seems you're not all beauty and no brains," Ethan teased, a rare playful remark from him.
"What do you mean by that?" Veronica's gaze instinctively dropped to her chest.
She wore a loose-fitting blouse, deeply cut at the neckline.
