The light footsteps stopped right in front of Kieran's cell door.
With a turn of the key, the heavy door was pushed open, producing a screeching noise from the outside.
The light of the torch barged in fast, making Kieran squint.
Three people entered his cell.
The person who was holding the torch had good manners, and he was holding the keys. He had to be one of the prison guards, but he had an exceptionally clean face and outfit.
"Is he the prison guard chief? Or perhaps the warden?" Kieran tried to guess the identity of the man.
The other two men beside him were easier to identify.
One of them was wearing a deep blue armor, and a long sword was hanging from his waist. His stern face had a killing intent to it. No doubt he was the bodyguard of the third man.
