The old voice stopped talking after a roar. No matter how I explained, how I slapped the dark cage wall, there was no response.

I sat on the floor in a decadent mood, not knowing what to do. I haven't even heard of this cage, and I don't know what it is.

I pulled out my compassion and tried to chop a knife, but I heard a loud buzz that almost deafened my ears, and the brake cage was intact. Now it's like a square golden clock, and I can't stand the impact of that sound in this brake cage.

I sighed, and now I can't seem to do anything...