Chapter 95 Chains Of Hunger
- Arthur
- The dim light flickered, casting long, eerie shadows on the cold, stone walls. The air was heavy with the scent of dampness and decay. Arthur writhed against the unforgiving chains that bound him.
- His skin felt like molten lava, every nerve ending tingling with an insatiable hunger. He was consumed by an unrelenting need, a primal desire coursing through his veins.