DAMON

"Ah, finally!" Basiton exclaimed as the prison doors slid open.

Selena gestured to the men who guarded the doors, asking them to leave after locking the door from outside.

While I saw no sense in that, I said nothing and followed her loud footsteps as she walked into the room with the cemented floor.

Contrary to what my imagination thought, the prison wasn't old and moldy. Neither were the beds rusty and disgusting. And no, there was no bucket in the corner filled with the remains of the men's bowel movements.

The room I stepped into might be a prison, but it was pretty cool. Though its walls were...