All the prisoners lifted their heads, their gazes falling on this unfamiliar young man of the Ice Demon Race's Royal Family.
In every one of their eyes there was a hateful kind of despair. They had all once fought bloody battles for their own tribes, and after being arrested by Ice King City's law enforcement teams, they waited full of confidence for their own Clan Leaders to come bail them out.
Ten days passed. No one came to visit them. They still held onto hope, thinking maybe the chaos had caused too much damage and loss, and the Clan Leader just couldn't find the time for the moment to come bail them out.
A month passed. They believed the Clan Leader had simply forgotten this matter; maybe once he remembered, they would be able to go home.
