Morgana: The Mother Of All - Chapter 185: No Rest, To The Next Trial

... ompleting the second trial."

Looking to my right, I saw the three faceless judges. They were the same—with no faces, no hair, and no color—clapping their long, thin hands.

"Thank you."

"It must be said that you did well, especially in the torture part," the faceless judge who was on the left spoke. His voice was the same monotone sound, yet it had a hint of satisfaction in it.

"Yeah, but it was a bit rough," I said, smirking at the faceless judge before dropping o ...