章節 127: Prison Break Part One

Five days had passed in the blink of an eye, leaving only two days until the trial of the reaper's case in the king's court. Inside his dark and cold cell, Draven sat with his crutches beside him, a constant reminder of the injuries he endured at the hands of the sadistic warden. Each day was a brutal repetition of torture, as the warden relentlessly sought information about the alleged princess's assassination plot, a falsehood concocted by Sarah.

Despite the relentless torment, Moriana faithfully tended to Draven's wounds each day, trying her best to ease his pain. In those evenings, they found solace in each other's company, engaging in conversations that brought them closer, much to Draven's unease.

As the days wore on, Draven felt the persistent presence of Margoth, his inner demon, urging him to absorb more souls to quench its insatiable hunger. He heard Margoth's voice inside his head, a constant reminder of the darkness that lurked within him.