Viktor.

Landon was strung up with thick silver chains around his neck directly over a large cauldron filled with boiling liquid silver.

His shirt had been stripped off, but when I looked, there was no mark on his body.

"Landon," I muttered softly and he slowly raised up his head.

"Viktor-" he sounded surprised to see me and he looked around.

"Viktor, you have to leave, they are going to make you to-"

"I don't care. I'm getting you out of here," I interrupted him and worked closer so I could get him down safely, but I was stopped.

"No, no, not so fast," I heard Papa's voice and I...