How much had these men sacrificed for her! They who were the elites and cream of the crop, had given their best to protect an initially weak human like her until they were hurt. And now, they had been turned into these blank, unfeeling, and unthinking bodies, just to be used as tools for others' pleasure. No! She would not allow this to continue. She had to somehow get this effect reversed and return the men to their original states. She owed them that at the very least.
He stared at her for a long while and then his gaze fell to the men behind the bars.
"Fine," he said and then he stepped closer to her. Before she knew it, he had wiped her tears away delicately with his thumb. His touch was warm, and Evie could not resist revelling in it for a short moment, only to turn her face sideways a little with much effort. "I will release them, so stop crying now." His tone came out gentle and it surprised Evie.
