Chapter 85
Slaine was pacing back and forth in front of the cottage's cellar; Blue had used magic to create some cells. He wasn’t sure about the logistics and whatnot behind it, but he was pacing back and forth as Summer sat against the wall on the ground, his knees to his chest as he stared blankly at the concrete ground. “What the hell did you do to me?” he asked. Ah, so he did speak. He had been down here for almost two days, and everyone had taken turns watching him, and now, he decided to talk. “Summer, we need you to listen,” Slaine said; they had a plan. They all did. Whoever he spoke to, they all knew what to say. “Let me out.” “Summer,” Slaine said, sighing a little. And for the next two hours, he didn’t say anything else. Summer simply continued hugging himself and staring at the grou
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