Thud!
Elmas was thrown into a dark dungeon.
Instantly after he landed on the ground, he curled up in pain from his injuries, and most especially from the pain of the injury to his heart.
He refused to pay attention to his surroundings.
This lasted only 2 minutes though, this was because Elmas was only able to hold his breath for 2 minutes having received such a battering from his enemy.
"Ha!" "Ha!"
Elmas gasped for breath as he finally opened his eyes.
Looking around, the first thing that attracted his attention in this dark dungeon were the tiny windows through which little light entered.
From the little illumination, he was able to observe his surroundings.
This was a dirty dungeon that seemed more like a pen for pigs, the difference being that the beings here were not pigs, but rather human beings.
Elmas was not the only person here.
