---POV Edon---
The Auditorium, where supernatural come to die. It was built over a hundred years ago by my grandfather and they have gone above and beyond to make sure it is impenetrable. The reason for such a cage of such magnitude is simple. Not all supernatural are a like in creed and in strength. Many are not easy to crack, but one look at the solid silver walls, wolfsbane laced chains and silver slab in the middle of the room for the guest's comfort usually gets something out of them. No questions asked.
However....
Five hours…it’s been five hours of this. The mangled bag of bones in front of me is pissing me off more than he did when he stared down my Ayame. “Answer me!” Vil shouted while the white-hot prong singed the man’s skin again, pressing him further into the silver cookin
