A Chaotic Energy!

Minutes passed as Zmey only sat there, not even thinking or doing anything. The silent whispers in the dungeon environment acted as though it were his companion.

But one moment, just that moment, Zmey recalled he had to do something. Something he had always wanted to do.

To re-enter his Soul Land.

And now could have been the best time to do so. If only he had had the materials required beforehand.

He leaned back against the wall, his legs stretched straight on the bed.

He mumbled in a weak tone, "Damn. Why did I even remember it?"

The more Zmey looked at where Luca had seated earlier, the more he contemplated what would soon become of himself.

Zmey recalled Luca saying he had come back to the capital to take him, an amateur, into training. This would release him Zmey being from the cell. But, unfortunately, not from being a prisoner.

The Sanctuary won't be his prisoner anymore. But Luca.