Vetta knows the exact moment she's no longer alone in the dungeon.

Finding herself in this enclosed space again after five good years was like a nightmare to her. She hates dungeons so much. She almost lost her mind in the middle of the night because her days in slavery stood before her at every single turn.

It was a nightmare. She was one step away from loosing her mind. Or maybe, she already did.

Not to mention the pain in her body. And the one in ...