Normal POV:-
“P-Please have m-mercy…” A voice filled with extreme dread echoed in the empty hall. The person crying and begging for his life crawled back, looking for a way to escape the death he had chosen.
“You are the scholar here. Tell me everything about the Victorian clan.” A stern raspy voice coming from a certain old man ordered him.
“O-Okay.. .I-I tell you..” He shuddered with his back hitting the pillar. “Do it!” Yelled the devil possessing the body of an old man.
The guy gasped and nodded.
“I can tell you. I know more than he does about the Victorians.” A voice came from inside Adaddon. Adaddon stopped for a split second but ignored the offer of Axzaan.
“We can cooperate.” He offered again. Adaddon scoffed, “Why would I trust a human?” He was talking to himself as no one c
