No Hope Left

Clank!

The sound of the metallic gate opening filled Lilian's cell, and two figures stepped into it. They stood before Lilian, who was sprawled out on the cellar floor, lying in the dirt with a vacant expression.

"She still refuses to accept the matter and hand and resume her cultivation?" her father's voice sounded out.

Her father had visited her a few times since her capture, and had attempted to converse with her. At first she had replied with nothing but hate and vitriol, but now she couldn't even be asked to give him attention. She just wanted to waste away into nothing. 

Her father wanted her to cultivate to a level that she could heal the Asura, all for his own gain. Well, as a last act of defiance, she refused, and would sooner see their empire destroyed than help the man who was supposed to defend her, but had sold her instead.

"Yes, she had not cultivated a single time since we put her here a few weeks ago," Zeras confirmed.