Chapter 568 - The Cages of Despair

"Mr. Broken..."

The faint, desperate sound of his name echoed again, and Broken searched frantically for its source.

"It's Cecilia," he murmured. "But... where is she?"

"Broken? Did you hear something?"

"I did. A voice—did you hear it too?"

Alora shook her head slowly, straining to listen. "No, I didn't hear anything."

"Mr. Broken..." The voice reached him once more.

"Cecilia, is that you? Where are you? Where is Elaine?" he called out, unsure if his words would reach her.

"Mr. Broken... Lady Elaine needs help. She's suffering terribly, and it's all my fault. Please, help her, Mr. Broken," the voice pleaded, raw and desperate.

"Cecilia, where are you?" 

He could hear the strain in her voice, thick with emotion, as though she was weeping heavily.

"Cecilia, tell me exactly where you and Elaine are."

"We're in the volcano, the place we showed you before," she replied.