Lord Shen

A white peacock slowly glided into the room. He was holding an iron bowl of porridge in his hands. His eyes were half-closed, but the pupils were still small, it looked like he hadn't recovered from the final battle with Po even though it had been almost a month. He was looking straight at Ana namely, the resident of this cell for the involuntary. – "Are you going to eat? Yea, I know you will. There is not much choice those are the ones now. You not going to be saved by anyone... Nobody! HAHAHA! Now you're mine and it's time for you to come to terms with it if you don't want to be just bones" His voice was quiet with a note of squeakiness. His eyes widened as he spoke more and more.