章節 106: Good Mira for Cyrus?

Returning to the dungeon and walking straight to one of the cells guarded by two guards, Dexter was seen tied to a chair and shirtless, with a disgustingly bloodied face.

His eyes were completely swollen, with blood prickles as tears. A large visible scar from being burned by fire could be seen on his chest and his hands, which were tied behind his back; all ten of his fingers were severed.

When he saw Cyrus and Ashton enter, he burst out laughing and yelled, "Are you coming to torture me again? You should just kill me!"

Cyrus took off his white coat and handed it to Ashton, who immediately took it and hung it around his neck.

"You speak as if it is not a difficult task. You are very easy to crush, but you should know that you are not completely useless right now." Cyrus hissed calmly as he folded his shirt sleeves.

"I have been wondering since you brought me here, what do you want from me?!" Dexter screamed in terror.