Deep in the dungeon, Vritra walked slowly, his posture calm and godlike. His hands were clasped behind his back, and his usual confident smirk was present on his lips.
"G-, GOD VRITRA!"
As soon as the guards spotted him, they stood to attention and saluted without hesitation.
"Where are those two stubborn men?"
The young lord didn't even bother to look at them as he asked the trembling guards his question.
"Th-, They're at the far end, sir…"
One of them finally managed to respond, his lips shaking like a bird picking at food.
Vritra said nothing else and continued walking down the dark tunnel, which was lit by torches on both sides.
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In the dark prison where Cedric and Kris were waiting for their fates to be decided, the two had begun to adjust to their unfortunate living situation.
Well… Kris had always been okay with it.
But Cedric was a different story.
