Chapter 12
The Capital Prison.
When the prison was built, it was designed based on the classification of the prisoners’ danger level. The most dangerous of the prisoners would generally be held in the deepest part of the dungeon, while humans, who were considered “harmless little creatures” by the demons would, of course, be locked in the outermost layer.
The imprisoned humans were much luckier than the demonic prisoners. At least, they could see the two bright moons in the Demonic Realm’s sky through the windows.
Sadly, none of the imprisoned villagers were in any mood to enjoy the view. No one would be in the mood to enjoy the scenery when they were on the way to the guillotine.
The villagers had all been corralled into a single cell. The cell itself was large enough to accommodate hundreds, yet the environment was not something the “harmless little creatures” could bare.
A rancid and damp stench filled the entire dungeon as the roar of unknown monsters thundered from time to time, leaving the simple, hard-working villagers tormented by fear.
“Melina, do you think that the mage will be able to escape the Demonic Realm?”
If her child was still around, she would have been about her age?
“If you don’t mind, may I know your name?” Melina asked.
“Belle,” Ynor answered as per the script Joshua had given him.
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