As soon as Noir left, the two guards finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Damn! Lord Agor's torture sure is creepy."
"You tell me. Who the hell uses [Shadow Whip] to do that nowadays, right?"
The two of them looked in my direction, their faces turning into smirks.
"But this trash sure is sturdy. To think he didn't lose a single limb after all that."
I, too, am in awe of the sturdiness of my body. My injury should be beyond what a normal person could tolerate. I had broken bones, ruptured organs, numerous internal bleeding, a broken ribcage, and even a punctured lung.
Any normal person would have fainted from the torture halfway through. I guess focusing on canceling the halo every time it tried to activate did help keep me from fainting.
The two guards were relaxed and kept on chatting about random things. I bided my time, waiting for the perfect opportunity to escape. However, the two didn't show any signs of leaving the vicinity of my cell even after an hour passed.
