Chapter 139: Looking Like Death

"Push her in!" The head guard’s commanding voice echoed through the corridor as the guards seized Ophelia, their grip firm and unyielding. With a forceful shove, they propelled her into the dark recesses of the dungeon, their faces twisted in disdain as if she had personally betrayed them. Ophelia stumbled but quickly regained her balance, refusing to collapse under the weight of their contempt. She straightened her frock with a practiced elegance and shot them a withering glare, her golden eyes gleaming with a reptilian intensity. To her relief, the spell’s effects had dissipated, leaving her with her full faculties intact. "Look at that glare!" one of the guards exclaimed, feigning terror as he recoiled. "We should be the ones to deal with her ourselves," another guard jeered, his tone dripping with mockery. "She’s such a lovely little thing." Ophelia scoffed, her voice laced with incredulity as she pulled her hair back. "Unbelievable." Suddenly, a commanding voice cut through t