Chapter 75: Guardian of the Prison Realm

"Then there's nothing to talk about." Brock Yale turned his head away without a second glance. "Wait!" the Guardian sounded genuinely rattled. He had waited here for ten thousand years. Brock Yale was the first person to ever reach him. Ten thousand years of time. Endless loneliness. If he let this chance slip through his fingers, was he supposed to sit here and wait another ten thousand years? Panic flickered through him… but becoming someone's slave was impossible. Never. Absolutely...