Magnus' POV

　　I made my way to the dark and gloomy dungeon where Daisy was being kept.

　　I slowly turned the rusty key in the lock and pushed open the creaky door.

　　As I entered the cell, I saw Daisy sitting on the cold, hard floor, looking utterly exhausted.

　　Her eyes were sunken, her skin pale, and her body slumped in defeat. She seemed to be drained of all energy, her usual sparkle and vitality gone.

　　She gazed up at me with a ...