Chapter 50

Unable to wait any longer, I rushed to the slave camp E. The soldiers bowed to their sides in greeting and seemed terrified at my sudden appearance. I passed them and went all the way down to the torture room. I could smell Orabella's blood from afar, and my steps became more urgent.

My eyes were wide open; I couldn't believe what I saw was real. It made my heart ache like a thousand knives were stabbed.

Without waiting for my order, the people behind me quickly opened the cell door.

I rushed inside, hugging Orabella's limp body, who had passed out after being brutally tortured. My hand trembled, and I didn't dare hug her too tightly for fear of hurting her. My stomach tightened when I saw the wounds all over her body. The smell of blood quickly spread everywhere, causing pain in my chest. I lowered my eyes, trying to hold back the tears that were about to overflow.

"Orabella, please wake up," I whispered, my voice was so weak.

Blood ran down my arm as I carried Orabella to the hospit