The tenth floor was relatively dark, with few blue flickering lights scattered about, casting light on five men chained to the wall.
The entirety of Downed Prison only had five Martial Emperors imprisoned, but a few of them had been here for close to two hundred years.
Martial Emperor criminals were pretty much at equal strength as Pirate Emperors and Navy Admirals, so it wasn't surprising that not that many had been caught.
"Uh… Uh…"
"Ah… ah…"
They just kept making sounds while being in a constant state of half-sleep and half-awake.
They probably didn't even know where they were half the time, as being chained for years on end made them numb to the world around them.
"Blackout…"
Kiernan waved his black smoking hand and shrouded all the cameras while making his way down to the elevator.
He didn't stay chitchatting with the Martial Emperors and descended down to the eleventh floor.
