Chapter 133 The Slaughterhouse In Eclium
- I stared at Gregory, anxiously waiting for him to continue, afraid to ask for more information.
- "I was taken out of jail and prepared to serve my sentence. During the transfer, I was inexplicably sent to Eclium," Gregory's voice was flat. A tear rolled down his cheek and clung to his stubbled chin. The teardrop was as clear as crystal but refused to fall.
- "Eclium?" I murmured.