Once he was gone, we opened the cell door and stepped inside.


    Simultaneously, Enzo, who had previously kept his eyes shut, now opened them.


    His red eyes quickly swept over us, and he let out a derisive snort, remarking casually, “Did you finally decide to free me?”


    Before we could answer, he sneered, “It’s toote for that.


    You’d need to sacrifice hundreds of werewolves for me to feast on before I’d even consider sparing you.


    ”


    His boastful andmanding tone fueled my anger.


    How dare he?


    He was a murderer, a condemned man, yet he remained unrepentant.


    With a cold impassive face, I sneered, “Enzo, remember your ce.


    You’re a criminal, and I’m here to question you.


    You have no right to demand anything!”


    Enzo regarded me with scorn.


    He looked me over and stated dismissively, “You’re just a half-breed witch.


    What authority do you think you have to question me? This world has turned into a farce, with everymon person acting so superior.


    ”


    With arrogance, he continued, “In my world, half-breed witches are nothing, not even worthy to stand before me.


    Your mere presence offends me.


    ”


    I clenched my hand at my side, grasping the fabric of my clothes tightly.


    Equally incensed, Ivy shot back fiercely, “Is he delusional? Calling us lowly and inferior? It sounds like he’s the one whose head has been mmed by a door, lost in his own delusions!”


    It felt good to let off some steam.


    I was about to talk back, but Caleb beat me to it.


    His face was livid, his expression foreboding as he remarked coldly, “It seems you’ve grown toofortable, detached from reality.Text ? owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    ”


    Then, without pausing for my response, he grabbed a whip that was lying nearby and, without a moment’s hesitation,shed it sharply towards Enzo.


    “I’ll show you now, in this world, the true meaning of low and vile.


    ”


    “Crack!”


    The sharp snap of the whip echoed through the cell.


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    “ARE”


    Enzo let out a scream of pain.


    Caleb struck him hard, causing his pale, almost see-through skin to flush red instantly.


    “Caleb, you despicable werewolf!”


    Enzo recovered enough to spit out his words, his face twisting in anger as he red at Caleb, his eyes filled with deep hatred.