"I am innocent!" Chu Fang's roar echoed through the damp, cold corridors of the Ogre Academy's underground dungeon.
The heavy iron door groaned on its hinges as the Disciplinary Squad shoved him into the darkness.
"I was framed! You have to believe me! That Elder lied! Damn it! Damn it all to hell!"
The door slammed shut with a final, metallic thud, leaving him in a suffocating gloom lit only by a flicker of a dying torch in the hallway.
Chu Fang slumped against the rough stone wall, his breath coming in ragged hitches.
The intoxicating high of his earlier victory had vanished, replaced by the bitter, cold reality of his powerlessness.
That Buo Li... just you wait, he hissed internally, his eyes burning with a vengeful light. I'll kill you. I'll slaughter you all. And that Elder—how dare you frame a regressor? Once I break out of here, I'll make every single one of you crawl through your own blood!
