A group of children sobbed and whimpered, scared stiff like quails, hugging their knees and quietly crying, trembling with fear.
Ruanruan: Good, I've remembered you all.
They were carried inside the castle, a place truly as sinister on the inside as its appearance suggested, with large spiders, lizards, and the like climbing the walls, looking terrifying.
"My Lord, the offerings have been brought."
The robed figures placed the cage containing the children on the ground and knelt respectfully, heads bowed, not daring to look up at the person above them.
Ruanruan sneakily glanced at the person in the great hall above, who was also clad in a black robe, only much more ornate than those of the commoners.
"Release them."
A voice as dry as dead branches rang out, the Scepter in his hand thumped on the ground, and the doors of the cage swung open.
