"Enough of his introduction. I don't care about him," said Lucas in a cold tone.
They quickly closed their mouths shut and then waited for Lucas to say or act something.
Lucas proceeds to destroy the wood filled with thorns. At first, he was bewildered why they were asking for him to be free, but when he clasped it, he now understood. Aside from the sharp thorns penetrating his hands that shocked the captives, it was quite sturdy as well. It was thin, lining beside each other, leaving no room for the captives to escape.
Still, it was not sturdy enough for him not to destroy it.
He had the physique of the Devil, much stronger than humans, and two of his cores nourished his body from cells to the skin, enhancing them.
With a bit of his force, he pulled down the wooden bars filled with stone one by one. He ignored the horror faces of the captives, witnessing his hands broken down after it was being penetrated by the thorns with his nonchalant expression.
