Now, she seemed to have become a research subject in a lab once more, the iron chains around her wrists at least made her look like one.
A few people stood in front of the iron cage. Isabelle weakly turned her gaze towards them.
The first thing she saw was a wrist wrapped in chains. She didn’t need to see the face to know who was standing before her.
The castle’s owner, Clubs, had finally dared to show himself.
Isabelle strained to lift her head and look at him.
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