In the dimly lit evening within the punishment center, Leone finally met Dylan, his brother-in-law. They found themselves in the company of Dante, who oversaw the dungeon where the captive rogue was held.
"Leone, I'll take charge of the investigation," Dylan asserted, receiving a solemn nod of agreement.
Descending into the dungeon, Dylan's eyes fell upon the grim evidence of the rogue's brutal torture. Despite the evident suffering, the captive maintained a stoic silence, steadfastly refusing to disclose any information.
The guard splashed the water on the man's face, who jolted awake from the state of his unconscious. The vision was blurry for him for a while before he recognized the familiar faces, except for Dylan's.
"What's your name?" Dylan's voice cut through the tense silence
