The surroundings were pitch black, as if time had come to a standstill. In this completely silent space, Hadesman felt time passing extraordinarily slowly. She wanted to hear a sound, but ultimately heard nothing. Her ears seemed sensitive to everything, yet no sound reached them, not even the wind.
Moreover, the stifling air around her gradually made her feel suffocated, as if she were waiting for something. Death? Or something else?
Hadesman didn't know, but she believed it was nothing good, as she was already a traitor, and no force would ever show mercy to a traitor. At this moment, Hadesman suddenly wished to die sooner, to escape this silent torment.
"Is anyone there? Someone come! I want to leave here, if you have the guts, just kill me!" Hadesman shouted loudly, but still, there was no response.
