“Help me, Benjamin,” a desperate voice came from the opposite cell as Rye and Benjamin walked out of the cold and rusty prison cell.

Rye looked toward that cell. A dark brunette with utterly black eyes was staring right at her with her mouth turned down. “You promised that you would. Please free me from this nightmare.”

“She’s possessed,” Rye mumbled. “Who’s she? And why did you promise you’d help her?”

“I didn’t promise you, but…” Benjamin looked at Jezz Bell, and she began to smile now, hoping he’d fall for her peerless beauty. “Free her, Rye.”

“She doesn’t look innocent to me,” Rye quickly said. “For all we know, she might be an enemy kept here to keep watch over you.”

“If she attacks us, you can fight her off, can’t you?” Benjamin said.

“Geez. You make it sound so sweet,” Rye waved her hand and broke open the cellar’s door with the sheer wind force, which also cast the demons out of Jezz Bell’s body.

Jezz Bell shivered for a few seconds and then began to move her arms freely. “Ha