(God's POV)

The image flickering on the communicator screen was shocking. The background was the acid pool deep within the dungeon.

Olivia was suspended directly above the pool by a rusted iron chain.

"Do you see this, Alexander? This is high-concentration acid. Even a single drop will burn right through skin and bone!"

Mrs. Reynolds let out a shrill, manic laugh, her finger hovering over the winch release button.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Order your army ...