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Freed 11

Lugard groaned in pain , the bitter taste of vinegar brushing his lips frequently on each attempt he made to shout . He could not move either of his palms , Stomata nailed both like that of the two thieves crucified with Jesus Christ .

His knees were no exceptions he could barely move them, he was gradually getting exhausted blood gushed out of both knees , swallowing his pride he hits his head on the table .

The sound echoed loud enough for Drake to hear , he opens the doors to see his Master in a destabilized form . Drake quickly loosens the face towel which was soaked in vinegar . Without warning he removes both arrow in quick succession

“ Arrrrgghhhhh ” Lugard Yelps loudly in pain

“ Dr...ake get that d..emo..n ” Lugard mumbles as he passed out . Drake dashed to get the gang's Doctor to treat him .

** Saint Pete's Hospital**

Violet regains consciousness , she squints her eyeball trying to adjust to the bright light . It was night but the flourescent bulb shone like it was day .
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