Chapter 62: Ch 62 : Pain and Hatred
The cold moonlight streamed through the only small, locked window of the prison cell, casting its glow inside and bringing a faint touch of light to the otherwise dark prison.
The environment inside was extremely harsh—green moss-like plants covered the ground and walls.
The only passage leading to the outside was a specially constructed iron door, with a small compartment at the bottom for passing food.
The floor was covered with nothing but a thin layer of straw, and a small child with golden hair lay motionless on the cold ground.
The child wore a white prison uniform.
His delicate features and long golden hair gave him an almost ethereal appearance.
However, if one were to look a little higher, they would see that his right wrist was pierced by a strange, glowing black iron nail, pinning him firmly to the wall.
Even the slightest movement would bring him unbearable pain.
His body trembled slightly, seemingly from the agony, yet his expression remained eerily calm—perhaps even lifeless.
His pupils were entirely unfocused, a void of emptiness and chaos.
Slowly, Nord raised his trembling left hand and held it before his eyes.