"Your voice is too quiet. You won't be able to call anyone over. Let me help you~" Cecilia said, her voice soft and drawn out.
The next second, she mimicked a man's coarse voice and yelled, "Help me!"
The man in the trap, injured and caught in her scheme, felt a cold shiver run down his spine.
'She can actually change her voice!'
'If she attracts the villagers, will I make it out of here alive?'
He fought through the pain and scrambled frantically upward. The moment his head poked out, a fist connected with his face.
His vision swam.
"Thinking of running? Go ahead. But first, answer a few questions. Who sent you? What were you planning to do with me? You can stay loyal to your employer, or I can make sure you die far from home." Cecilia looked down at him, ready to strike at any moment.
