บท 557: Can't Make Any Promises

Alystren felt his whole body go cold instantly. The Lieutenant's next words weren't much comfort.

"Well, I was an Ascendant then. I was young and arrogant. We had no Paragon in our team, and my arrogance caused the deaths of many. This one will not be like that."

'I was sure... I was sure I'd come back home alive,' Alystren thought, his mind already shattered, barely listening.

The Lieutenant glanced at him, his face contorting with irritation before looking away—just as his subordinates reappeared.

Their breaths were ragged, short, and heavy.

"My liege... this place... this place is Gehenna."

Lieutenant Dante, despite the grave looks on their faces and the weight of the news they delivered, didn't seem fazed at all.

"Tell me, word for word, what you saw," he said, focusing on Rafel, who was looking down with sweat pouring down his face.