Lina jolted upright.
"Who's there?"
Her eyes darted around the dim prison cell as panic surged through her chest. She searched every shadow, every corner, but saw no one.
The voice seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once.
"I am a god."
The voice was deep and imposing, carrying an authority that made resistance feel impossible.
"I can heal your broken body. I can free you from this place. I can even help you take revenge."
Lina's heart skipped a beat.
"Really?"
Doubt lingered in her eyes.
"Of course." The answer came without hesitation.
She remained wary. "Why should I believe you?"
A cold chuckle echoed through the dungeon.
Moments later, a male beastfolk walked into the cell. The moment Lina recognized him, terror seized her entire body.
It was the same male who had tortured her the previous day.
Her face drained of color as she trembled uncontrollably.
Then the voice spoke again.
"Die."
