If looks could kill, Thyone would probably dead right now. Elara threw daggers at him with her eyes the entire time he was entering her cell until the moment he was right in front of her. Elara’s entire body was already aching from all the beating Thyone had given her a while ago, and to top it off, she was bound with silver cuffs which were slowly burning her flesh away. It took her a while to get used to the pain of being continuously burned, but at least now she didn’t feel like screaming every other second.
As Thyone stood in front of her, a malicious smile plastered on his face, Nero was screaming nonstop from his cell.
“Don’t hurt her Thyone!” Nero screamed. Without looking at him, Elara knew he was thrashing against his restraints based on the sounds of the chains.
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