Veila stood with her hands bound and her head hanging low.
Despite the sudden encounter with Theo and him killing the traitor who caught her… Veila's face didn't improve by much at all.
The moment Theo turned away and left, some other soldiers approached and then apprehended her.
The young girl, despite being a sect elder, didn't have the power to face the wrath of the Crusaders all on her own. Especially with how she was an elder in name only, owing the position to a lack of any other suitable candidate.
And yet, a sect elder she was. And as a result, in just a few hours, Veila went from second capture through short yet brutal interrogation and now was waiting in line to be judged for some fake crimes.
'So that's how it all ends, huh?' Veila thought, the pain of her many wounds sapping the girl's motivation.