Chapitre 137: Weremen [2]

I looked around, looking for a weak spot of the cell, snapping out of the flashback and shaking the shivers off my back.

I am not as weak as I was before. My mind went haywire as I frantically dashed my eye around the cell, touching the bar just to be thrown back into the wall behind me.

Well sh*t…

Even if I was to escape, they had taken my equipment, dimension rings, including my portals. They only left my eye patch, as it was protected by a spell. Anytime a foreign object touched the eye patch other than me, it would burn their hands unless they overcame this feature with mana.

My only option was to talk with their leader. Unnecessary bloodshed was not needed; I'd only need to instil a little fear in them.

**

After a couple of hours, the door opened and a group of women strutted in, closing the door behind themselves. I grunted as they lifted me up. Two women held me at each arm, struggling to keep me up as my legs were too wobbly to stand.