�Cage-nim!�
�Huff. Huff. Huff.�

Cage was outside the door trying to catch her breath.

�It�s been so long!�

Lock warmly welcomed her but Cage didn�t even respond to his greeting as she urgently rushed into the black castle.

�Did something-�

Lock was trying to ask what was going on in shock before stiffening up after seeing what, no, who, was in Cage�s hand.

�W, wait- this person is?�

Lock who barely managed to get some words out looked toward the person who was being dragged by the collar.

�It�s been a while.�

This person was Saint Jack who looked as if he didn�t know what to do.

�I was suddenly dragged here and I don�t even know wh-�
�Dragon!�

Saint Jack gave an awkward greeting, but� His greeting was drowned out by Cage�s shout.

Cage looked toward Lock and started to speak.

�Where is the Dragon? The Dragon?!�
�Excuse me?�

�A Dragon that can cast long-distance teleportation! Or at least Miss Rosalyn! No, it needs to be a Dragon, a Dragon!�
�Just what-�
�Young master Cale was cut!�
�Excuse me?�

Lock became anxious after suddenly hearing her mention Cale but Cage looked around as if things were urgent before running toward the stairs.

Lock followed behind her as Cage continued to speak.

�You know about the vow of death, right?�

Cage continued to look around as if she couldn�t even see Lock who was anxiously following behind her and then resumed speaking.

She seemed to be looking for someone.

�Young master Cale and I made a vow of death, you know? There�s a power you feel gathering around your hand when you make a vow. It is the power that lets you know whether that person kept or broke the vow.� JrNovels.com