I will use your tooth as an ornament

In the dungeon of the Lynx clan, the voice of a man singing crazily was heard. He would sing loudly sometimes and other times, he would laugh hysterically like a mad man.

Tarot had been behaving strangely since the bell rang this morning and the guards paid no attention to his miserable sounds.

He had only been there for nine days yet he was causing so much ruckus. It was obvious that he wanted death over life and the guards were the ones who were desperately awaiting his trial.

"That unfortunate hag has not been here for two weeks yet the clan is already facing so many problems. Isn't it obvious that he brings bad luck with him where ever he goes?" one of the guards asked and the other nodded.

They were all tired of his miscreants and just wanted his trial to begin anytime soon.

Venus looked at her father who was pretending to be mad and scoffed. If it wasn't for his persistence, they wouldn't have been in that dungeon. This was all his fault.