The jailer who just left did not turn back in spite of Scarface's screams, as it was way too common around here.

He paused for a moment before chuckling and left without looking back.

Meanwhile, Scarface was clutching his almost broken thumb and cowering in a corner, wheezing.

"Yo!" Someone chuckled. "It seems the newbie can throw down, almost snapping Scarface Tucker's thumb in an instant. Interesting!" Hearing the gleeful laughter around him, Frank looked around and asked, "Can anyone tell me where I am?"

"Eh...?"

"Pfft..."

"No way. The kid doesn't know where this place is?"

"Makes sense. Just look at his blank stare-doesn't look too smart, does he? Someone must have tricked him." Clang...

"Ahem..."

fellow inmates chuckled and commented, silence quickly ensued

as

cry from the liveliness when

turned to see a frail,

could see that his shoulder blade was pierced with metal hooks forged from

artist, as the metal hook that cut

Draconia's worst criminals are kept. So? What have

up, his chains

an especially eerie sight in the

was surprised that the geezer would answer

others' goes, he responded nonchalantly, "Killed a couple of morons, and then

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