They all kept quiet as his words soaked into them. Death or power. They had little choice over it. Their fate was already tied to the Inferno Legion.
The only chance they had now was to come out of it not burned or at least, half-burned.
Stallus's shoulders slumped. If she was looking for a way out of this, she wasn't getting any soon. The only thing she could do now was get the power she needed and decide her own life.
Azaroth watched it all play on her face. He thought she had forgotten, that she had left her hate behind her, but it still burned in her eyes, only covered by something else.
"At least provide food," Catena muttered.
Crypt Master heard. "The crypt is teeming with meat. What else could you get but food that will build your physical strength? Your teacher already gave you something that he said would make you stronger."
"You knew about the seven days torture needles?" Alex asked in disbelief.
