Chapter91:I lost my immortality

I was lost in thought in my prison when overheard the thumping of innumerable feet on the decking and I knew some visitors were coming to my prison; although I had instinct it was Jamole and his ruthless shifters yet I never thought he had gathered many shifters to be his bodyguard; for the feet thumping on the decking seemed more than a thousand shifters; “Could he be coming to drag me out for arena wrestling or what? Or has he brought his shifters to pounce on me and beat me to a pop?” I contemplated within myself, shot my gaze at the summit expecting their arrival soon as their feet sounded more terrifying as they walked. “When I told you I was going to be your nightmare you took it for a bluff today I am worse than a night mare to you. Can you believe that?”  That was the echoing voice of Jamole who stood at the summit of the pit where I was imprisoned. He stared down to me and by his was the virus drainer. I had little or no nerve to engage him in any conversation of any sort. The