On the other hand, in some detention rooms underground at the Ztatzav Orphanage, to be precise.
"Damn! This place is not a detention room but rather a prison!" A young man's voice was heard there. The surroundings were gloomy, poorly lit, and eerie. The light source was not from the sun but from torches placed on the wall, which made the five children shiver with fear.
"Calm down, Frazto. This situation definitely will not last long. I believe that we will be able to get out of the detention centre soon." A young lady replied to his words, and her voice sounded confident. Inwardly, she was unsure of what she was saying. However, that girl was too proud to admit it.
"Why did you brutally attack Alexa like that, Odessa? Look at what you did: we were all forced here, so we have to
