The door of dungeon creaked open slightly. Those men all in captive trembled in horror as this visit wasn't expected at this hour. Cedric promised to deal with them personally but Silas had no patience left inside his bones. He wanted to hear them screaming and begging for mercy while they bleeded like a screwed dead animal.
The blood moon was glowing outside fully. As the men headed to look at the doorway, Silas's smile broadened watching their terror filled eyes. Ford was the first one to open his eyes wildly. His expression turned deathly pale after he discovered Silas on the doorway. His devilish grin only proved that he had come with no goods.
Salmon trailed behind his master with a shaking hand. He was still unwilling to let him make them prey but he had nothing much to oppose here. Silas walked over to sit down over a chair lazily. Placing his thumb underneath his chin, he ordered at his man with a grin,
