The ice coffin creaked. The abomination inside was silent. He was staring at Cail. If it weren't for the ice, he would have jumped at Cail and bitten him.
Looking at those foggy eyes, Cail knew that although this man could communicate, he was probably not that sane anymore. After all those years of imprisonment and torture, one would be surprised to know how much a person's views could change.
"You're not saying anything anymore?" Cail knocked on the coffin.
That knock triggered something. The abomination slammed his head again and again inside the ice.
Cail noticed that he seemed to be weakened after his body was sliced. I guess that's a good discovery.
"Why are you so agitated? Not being able to fulfill Virehn's orders... do you think he will still continue to give you what he promised?"
"So," Cail said lightly, "you still sulking there?"
