Mirna checked herself. Her body were covered in bruises, courtesy of the Witches. While she expected a large number of them to enter the Arena to torment her, she did not the number to almost reach one thousand.
Though, due to the large number, it seem the Demon Lord arrange a lottery, with one hundred winner being the one to get the chance to torment her.
So, yesterday had been a horrible day for her, which add to the number of horrid days she had, the days exclusively made out of the days she spend in the hands of the Demon Lord.
She looked at the passage fearfully, mirroring yesterday, and the day before yesterday, and the day the before that. Overall, she which she did not have to enter the Arena anymore.
Unfortunately, her wish was not meant to be granted, the Hero of Holy Nation began to slowly walked through the passage, resignation on her face, hoping she would at least be prepared mentally for the torture that would definitely happen.
