"Why are you crying when you're the one who put yourself in danger? What were you thinking going in there to release a prisoner?" Storm probed, sounding annoyed.
But she didn't answer and neither did he wait around to hear her response before he walked out of the room and shut the door behind him.
"Don't let her out no matter what." He instructed Seth, who was standing beside the door, out in the corridor.
Seth nodded his head without a word and moved to man the door to the room Ellie was in, while Storm moved like an angry devil back to the prison quarters.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't understand why she would endanger herself that way. The sounds the priest was producing, including the violent acts of hitting his body against the door in desperation to have a taste of the tempting meal, whose alluring aroma wafted across his nostrils, should have been enough to make her think twice.
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