Tyr was thrown into a place that he wasn't familiar with, there were other people there but they didn't look like the people outside.
Their gaze was colder but what caught his attention was that none of them were in shackles.
Not a single one and this looked more like a proper prison where prisoners were assigned a roommate with them being given the freedom to walk about at specific times of the day.
Tyr knew that these were all seasoned killers with one look but he wasn't scared because he had faced the best of the best and survived.
Although, they were grouped into different categories ranging from A, B, C, D, E, and F.
There was no way for anyone outside a given group to interact with another, that was blocked off and judging from the look of things, Tyr had been placed in Group F.
There were a few people, no more than fourteen excluding himself but they all looked strong.