C434 Chackrik Knew the Truth

At this moment, other than the smell of rotting flesh and moisture in the gloomy dungeon, he could not feel anything else.

The sound of water dripping on the iron pillars outside the cell seemed to mourn the coldness and ruthlessness of the place.

The screams of the prisoners and the sounds of their whips pulling on each other added to the fear in the area.

However