Mana flowed smoothly from his hand and synchronized with the formation.
The iron door unlocked slowly with a heavy metallic sound.
Cold air drifted outward as the door opened.
Inside, the prison chamber was small but heavily reinforced. Suppression arrays covered every wall and extended across the floor like glowing veins. Chains forged from enchanted alloy bound the demon girl tightly to a central pillar. Holy inscriptions flickered continuously, draining her remaining strength bit by bit.
Her head hung low.
Blood stained the corner of her lips.
Her breathing was weak but steady.
As Ethan stepped inside, her eyelids trembled slightly.
Amber remained near the entrance, watching carefully but choosing not to interfere.
Ethan stopped a few steps away from the prisoner and quietly observed her.
For several seconds, neither of them spoke.
Then her eyes slowly opened.
Dark pupils locked onto his blue gaze.
Hatred flickered within them, yet exhaustion weighed heavier.
