Bab 556: Mighty Thor!

Somewhere in Winterland.

A cold wind blew over an octagon-shaped prison. Four tall watch towers kept an eye on the inmates. A grayish sky combined with falling snow created an atmosphere of inhumanity and crudeness.

The roaring of the inmates echoed in the background.

A short black-haired man listened to the roaring with his eyes closed. The prison cell was small, with a bunk bed, a small toilet, and a sink. At the top of the bunk bed, a large man with a round belly and stomach-length beard snored loudly.

Clang, clang.

At that moment, a Prison Guard clicked his keys against the prison bars, ''Oliver. You have a visitor!''

Oliver opened his eyes and stood up from the bed. He turned around and stretched his hands towards the prison bars. The Guard grabbed his wrists and cuffed them.

Then, he opened the cell and led Oliver towards the end of Prison Block A.