"You see for yourself, and you probably don't expect why they are here," said Alpha Zion casually.
"No..." she whispered.
The four main people who always hurt Arwen, who hurt and humiliated her on campus, were now on the verge of destruction.
Lionel, Astrid, Stella, and Reina looked like people who had lost their minds.
Their faces were pale, their eyes vacant, their hair messy, their clothes torn, and their bodies were forced to crouch by rough ropes that bound their hands and feet.
They run aimlessly, bumping into narrow walls, like wild animals trapped in a dark place. Occasionally, a soft moan escapes their throats, more like a whisper of torture than a human voice.
Arwen held her breath, her fingers reflexively squeezing Zion's arm.
"Zion..." her voice trembled, "what have yo
