Nicodemus felt an unleashing of power that was alarmingly strong. Soon after someone teleported out of the facility that the Council used as their local headquarters.
"Please tell me that wasn't one of our prisoners escaping." Isabelle said.
What had happened? None of the prisoners were strong enough to break the Executioners chains.
"That's not possible." Nicodemus said.
"Do you have another explanation?" Isabelle asked.
"There's no need for concern." A man with white hair and thick sun glasses that Nicodemus knew covered milky blue unseeing eyes said. Mortimer was the oldest member of the Council. He was wearing a white polo shirt and black pants made from velvet.
"I'm sure that everything is just fine." Mortimer said. "Even if one of them managed to escape they cannot evade us for
