Jillian broke into the place where they kept Dion. When the door opened, she was shocked by the presence of Dion who was already covered in wounds all over his body.
"Dion?!"
The man raised his head and smiled. "Lian, you found me."
"Oh my... Why did it get this bad? They tortured you?!"
"That's not important for now, Lian. We have to leave before they come back. Can you break the chains for me?"
She nodded and picked up the axe she had been using. Jillian broke the chains that held Dion's hands as well as his neck. Although the cuffs were still attached to both his hands and neck, at least his body wasn't stuck to the wall and they could get out of there.
"Can you walk? You have a lot of wounds," she asked as she examined the cuts on Dion's face.
"I'm fine, this is normal. I'm just glad you're okay and they haven't done anything to you yet," Dion said as he kissed his wife's hand.
