Why?!
She suddenly burst into tears.
She curled up inside that tiny cage. She had thought her tears had run dry the moment she watched her mother being tortured to death, but this time, she still couldn't hold back the emotions churning inside her.
It was like growing used to endless darkness, like believing sunlight could never reach this gloomy underground place, only for someone to suddenly reach out a helping hand...
"Don't cry. We all have to learn to be strong, because no matter what, we have to keep living, don't we?"
Lynn lifted her skeletal body out of the cage.
She was so frail.
It was impossible even to imagine how long a child like her had been locked up here. Her voice had gone hoarse, and her eyes could barely see the light anymore.
Lynn took out his robe and wrapped it around her.
He slowly pressed his fingers against her throat.
"It's all right. You'll be able to talk again soon. It might hurt a little, but bear with it. It'll be over soon."
Hair-thin tendrils slowly extended from his fingers, gently piercing the skin and flesh of her neck and slipping into her throat to make a few minor adjustments.
For him, this wasn't particularly difficult.
Before long.
Lynn withdrew his fingers and said gently:
"Give it a try. You can talk now."
The crying girl opened her mouth. As her throat moved, she actually heard her own voice-a sound she hadn't heard in a very long time.
Trembling, she raised her head and looked at the man she had regarded as a demon.
"You... you're not going to kill us..."
Lynn laughed heartily, then set her on the ground and sat down cross-legged himself. He pulled a cigarette from inside his clothes, but paused