C62 The Socalled Strength

The mood in the cell had taken an eerie turn. The inmates, previously brimming with defiance, were now subdued, each more docile than the last. Heads bowed, they respectfully heeded the admonishment of the enigmatic figure before them, comprehension aside.

"Do you know why they fear me?" the mysterious individual inquired, gesturing towards the prisoners who now resembled model students