"Yes, young master!"
Venion's voice was almost shaking, but it came out. Footsteps could be heard as it moved away.
Venion's legs gave out as he looked towards the prison cell for the 4 year old black dragon.
His body was covered in wounds, curled up into a ball, almost invisible with the torch fire.
Seeing that, Venion couldn't hold back his tears anymore. He cried profusely. Feeling so useless even when he was that Venion Stan.
Venion dragged his body towards the cell, leaning his weak body because of crying.
His hands held the bars there. He had the key, but he couldn't open the cell for the black dragon.
"Please, in the future, please don't torture me... I'm no longer that Venion..."
Even so, Venion felt that the black dragon deserved to torture him. If he were stronger and braver, he could free the black dragon.
The black dragon finally raised his head hearing the absurd words of his torturer for four years.
However, the heavy crying made the black dragon unable to see the person who used to torture him in that body.
For 4 years, the black dragon had never seen that emotion from anyone.
He didn't know, but he was also annoyed. He would torture the wrong person if he was freed, the person who was crying in front of him right now.
'Let me out.'