Chapter 82
- Nyx's pov
- A soft sigh escaped my lips as the torn strands of ropes fell from my once bound wrists along with the knife . I brought my hands forward rubbing at my sore wrists, trying to dull the ache caused by the bristles of the ropes. My wrists were red and bruised.
- What's the next step? Hera asked impatiently, You are free now, we should get out of here.