Chapitre 773: The Order(1)

In a room with four walls, four windows and no doors, Cassandra was pacing around with a vexed expression on her face.

She had already gotten sick of the sceneries that were being shown in each window, and even though there were some changes in them which were promising, she had already gotten tired of trying to interpret them when all of her cries were going unanswered.

Indeed, even though she knew that the windows were just high-tech display trinkets which were capable of showing three-dimensional images instead of two-dimensional ones, she had still tried screaming in the hope that those outside would hear her.

She had never been one to take up foolish pursuits, but she was just that desperate.

Her anger kept boiling over, making her upend the same table that was present in the room multiple times, even though it had ceased to give her any satisfaction after she had done it for 10 times.

At the moment, she really, really missed Aran.