36. Back To Torrenfield

"Release me, you filthy brute!" Lisa spat, wrenching her arm away from the soldier's grip. With a scowl etched across her face, she strode towards the huddled mass of escapees, who had managed to evade the clutches of the Arcane troops. To her dismay, some of them were acquaintances from her past - a fact that only added insult to injury.

A sneering man with a bowl haircut broke into a mocking grin. "What's the matter, Lisa? Feeling a bit ashamed of yourself for getting caught after being kicked out of the guild?" he taunted. "I've told you before, don't get too big for your boots. Look where it's got you now - stuck here with the rest of us."

Lisa's eyes narrowed at the impudent youth. "Mind your tongue, Pick," she hissed. "Say another word and I'll make sure you never speak again." Despite her fall from grace, Lisa was still a formidable player - though she knew she paled in comparison to Gabriel.

Together, Lisa and Gabriel had arrived at the makeshift gathering point where the esca
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