CHAPTER 77

ELIZABETH POV

I watched as he handed me a weapon with a steady hand, his eyes fixed on me expectantly. I hesitated, feeling a surge of conflicting emotions within me.

Part of me wanted to believe that there might be another way, a path that didn't involve taking a life. But another part understood the seriousness of the situation and the importance of gaining Victor's trust.

Taking a deep breath, I reluctantly reached out and accepted the weapon from Victor's outstretched hand. Its weight felt heavy in my grasp, and I couldn't help but wonder if this moment would forever change who I was.

As I approached the prisoner, his eyes widened with a mix of fear and pleading. I wanted to tell him that I didn't want to do this, that I was trapped in a situation beyond my control. But words failed me, and all I could offer was a silent apology.

The dungeon was dimly lit, and the air felt heavy with tension as I raised the weapon, my hands trembling slightly. Time seemed to slow down as I grappl