Chapter 2568: o(｀ー)o Stafford's Lair
Just like the twin-tailed cutie Dithrist had secretly snuck into the Divine Capital of Rabona to personally tell Miria and the others what was happening, Clare really had been captured, and she really had been sent to the Organization's lair on the very day they learned the news.
See?
Here in Stafford, the Far East, where the temperature swung wildly between day and night, beneath a ruined town whose crumbling walls and broken rooftops were all that could be seen from the outside, Clare—the former Claymore, now the knight known as the Giant Sword—had been locked in a cell deep inside an underground research facility. It was cold, stank of rot, and reeked of blood.
Worse still, her arms and legs had all been brutally broken, bent at horrifying angles. And that wasn't all: after breaking them, her captors had driven enormous, rusted nails through her limbs and pinned her to a bloodstained wooden torture rack. The sight was too horrific to look at—absolutely unbearable!
But that wasn't all!
Though she had only been brought here a day ago, Clare's condition was already heart-wrenching!
Because...
Her merciless enemies had nailed her to the rack completely naked. They had also stripped away her armor, which had given her immense strength, speed, and perception, and let her release her Yoki without limit. They hadn't even spared her underclothes!
Blood had clotted her short hair into matted locks. Together with the trails of blood running down from her head, it covered half her face, including her cracked lips. Her body, which should have been as white as snow, was covered in marks from torture and abuse, each one telling the story of her suffering and pain.
After only a day here, the light in her eyes had already