Chapter 692: Key
The bald guard's eyes widened.
"No way... I did hear him crying sometimes, begging Elder Luna to release his family from a curse."
"Can you take me to him?" Charles asked.
"He's locked up at the far end. Even though he's a Rank-5 Mystic, Elder Luna drained his vitality with poison. It's a miracle he's still breathing after all the torture."
"We can't take you to him right now," said the bald guard, glancing ahead. "But maybe when our shift ends, we'll find a way."
"Quiet now," he added. "There are patrols nearby—we shouldn't draw attention."
They finally reached the bottom of the stairs and stepped into a dim, elongated corridor. The air was thick with mildew and despair. Iron-barred cells lined both sides, whispering tales of silence and suffering. Occasional groans and murmurs drifted through the gloom.