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Within the Sloan residence, Michelle grabbed the family head by his jaw, forced his mouth open, and shoved a pill into it. The pill nearly instantly dissolved and he swallowed it.

"Don't worry! It won't kill you!" she said with a cold smile, dragging the almighty Spirit Saint by his hair over the tiled floor to a pillar supporting one of the buildings.

The next moment, the family head was bound to the pillar by thick chains.

"What do you want? And who are you?" the man desperately shouted when he realized he could speak again.

Michelle's smile spread. "He's chatty..." she hummed.

"That's nice, isn't it?" Ivona tilted her head a bit.

"Yeah," Michelle nodded. "He will be easier to break."

Kieran and Anastasia stepped back a bit.

"We will leave the torture to you," Kieran spoke with undisguised disgust.