The following morning, the arcane array within the cell deactivated automatically.
Ezio stepped out and called to Jared, "Come on, time for some fresh air. We only get thirty minutes, so let's not waste it."
Jared rose from his spot and followed Ezio out. The burly man Jared had beaten the previous day remained in the corner of the cell, curled up and fast asleep.
Outside, the sunlight felt like a blessing, warming Jared's skin as if it were washing away the gloom of the prison. The prison itself was cloaked in a dense white mist. Those outside couldn't see in, and those inside were cut off from the outside world.
Cultivators began emerging from the other cells. Jared noticed their gaunt faces and frail bodies, drained of vitality.
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