Chapitre 212: The First Death

"Well, well, I had enough fun with you all," the warden spoke in a completely different voice, and Stark's eyes widened.

He knew it, he fucking knew it: no chance that thing was using its full power, or even trying in that regard.

It lifted its right arm, its yellow pupils glowing as it looked at Sora, who was not bothered.

"Prisoner Chain," Warden used one of his [Legendary] skills, and a powerful-looking metal chain that was enveloped in sculk came out of the ceiling and rushing toward Sora's neck.

"Once I get rid of you, the other prisoner will tremble in fear and surrender," Warden slowly got up, as if his injuries were nothing more than an act, as if all that rage was just a show, "But truly," he smiled, "Did you really believe that I was even trying? Did you really think you could defeat the warden of this prison with such useless attacks?"