Bab 122: Chapter 122: Shackles

Hearing those words, Elen did not even flinch. "He is coming for all of you. He's already a very sinister man, but you have managed to piss him off so badly," she said, hinting at a disaster in every word she uttered.

Sixtynine stopped. "I am not afraid of him."

Elen smirked. "That will be your biggest mistake."

Sixtynine darted his gaze at Elen; the gentle demeanor on his face had faded and was replaced by a blank and sinister expression. "What about you? Should I not fear you? You have the power to stop us and kill us all in a mere second, but you didn't." A mocking smirk formed on his lips. "It must have been hard. What is the feeling of being shackled by the restraints of the rules created by your own gods that you fools devotedly serve?"

Elen paused for a second, then waved her hands. "It's hard, but I am already used to it."