Kapitel 962: Consequences

Refl sat slumped on the cold, hard floor of his cell, his hands bound tightly with the special metal that he knew all too well. He had been captured by his enemies, and he knew that there was no escape from this prison.

He had always been a man of high status, feared and respected by all those around him. But now, he was reduced to nothing more than a prisoner, trapped in this small, dark cell with no hope of escape.

He tried to stretch his legs out, but the cramped space of the cell made it impossible. He couldn't even stand up fully, his head brushing against the low ceiling.

As he sat there, he tried to think of a way out, but every plan he came up with was quickly dashed against the cold, hard reality of his situation. He was trapped, and there was no way out.

Refl, however, didn't sustain as much injury as he thought they would inflict, in fact, he didn't even have any bruises.