"How long do you intend to act so defiantly?"

In front of the cage you were imprisoned in, a tall, ginger-haired man was sitting on a stool and tending to his injured arm from the last training session.

His narrowed, crimson gaze met yours as he exhaled an irritated sigh.

"If you're not trained, you won't be able to roam freely. In other words, the more you behave like an obstinate brat, the more you'll be put back in that cage, stuck here with me."