Chapitre 113: Tell Me, Where Is My Brother Lucas?

Darkness surrounded everything, as if there was no light in the room. The only sound that could be heard was the slow, labored breathing of someone who was tied up and unable to move. There was a faint scent of blood lingering in the air, mixed with the dampness of the stone walls.

The darkness was so oppressive that it seemed like a living entity, slowly seeping into every pore of the body. It was almost suffocating, making it hard to breathe. The silence was deafening, and it was impossible to tell how long one had been in this state of isolation.

There were chains on the wall, rusted from years of neglect. They clinked softly when someone struggled against them. In the shadows, there was a hint of movement as someone tried to break free. But their efforts were futile, as they were too weak to even lift their head.