Inside a small, dark chamber, three people lay on the ground with light groans escaping from their mouths.
Compared to a couple of days ago, their skin had dried, and their hair was disheveled. Their sharp gazes were now dull, and their dried lips were filled with cracks.
They were Cyras, Garric, and Celene.
They thought they could capture the Grim Reaper, but who would have thought the moment they entered Mantis Town, their fate had been sealed?
The three had already accepted their fate and were already waiting for death.
But to their shock, the Grim Reaper seemed not to care about them, abandoning them in the small chamber after putting them in chains.
Now, they only lay quietly on the cold floor, listening to their own weak breathing.
Creak!
The door to the small chamber was pushed open, and bright moonlight rushed in.
Immediately, the three shut their eyes for a moment before they slowly opened them, adjusting to the sudden brightness.
