THIRD PERSON*POV*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! This is not what I expected! Fuck that old Azakura, he did this," Hyra thought, grumbling in the corner of the room surrounded by books. The heaven she imagined had turned out to be hell.
The dungeon seemed like a small compound, teeming with diverse individuals. It was a place frequented by Mr. Azakura's allies. The event Hyra first witnessed had been a mere act to assess her abilities.
"It's time for training, young lady," said Sebastian, who was impeccably dressed in a suit, holding a cup of coffee with a handkerchief neatly tucked in his pocket.
Hyra glared at him. "Don't look at me like that, young lady. Weren't you the one who wanted to come here?"
"You tricked me, Sebby!"
"If you fall for the enemy's simple tricks, you'll gain nothing from Lord Seige's allies. Remember, they are your only hope. Entertain them, and you will surely win."
"Entertain? You mean serve them, right?"
"It's training time."
"FUCK!" Hyra cursed, then reluctantly followed Sebastian. They went to the open area, and he led her to the center.
"Shoot at her simultaneously from where you stand. Whoever hits her will be freed from the dungeon," Sebastian announced.
Hyra rolled her eyes and put on the shackles, each weighing five kilos. One part of her training was to survive a barrage of arrows.
"SHOOT HER!"
SWOOOOSH!
SWISH!
"I don't know if this training is for stamina or reflexes," Hyra thought, darting around to avoid the arrows since she wasn't allowed to fight back.
"Come on, this is boring! Get hit already," ordered one of Mr. Azakura's friends.
Hyra stopped, spreading her arms wide, daring the arrows to hit her as Mr. Azakura's friend desired.
"UGH!" she cried out as arrows struck her right arm and left thigh. Her cheek and left waist were also grazed.
"WOW! Next round, please," someone called out, sounding almost eager for more.
With a deep breath, Hyra braced herself, knowing this was only the beginning of her ordeal.
MR. AZAKURA'S POV
It's been a month, and she still hasn't come out. Did I make the wrong decision?
To strengthen our side, I need more influential people. But to gain their allegiance, Hyra must make sacrifices. These people enjoy using others for their entertainment, testing how far Hyra can go.
This was not what she expected. I thought she would give up immediately, but she seems persistent.
"Today's activity is swimming," I heard.
Swimming? It's not just normal swimming.
"What are they going to do with her this time?" I asked the messenger.
"She will be tied to a chair and thrown into a pool from the height of a one-story house. She has to escape before she runs out of breath."
