"There are those who deny us the truth, whether it is their right to conceal it or not, is not our place to judge."
~Tasmiya Shaik
Manacled with thick metal shackles on his wrists connected by a single chain imbued with magical properties that nullified his power. Accompanying him exasperatingly close at his sides were Ravelier and Isaac Cavendish, with the healer following behind. Despite her constant protests, the two warriors proceeded as though he were a wild beast. In truth, they were not entirely wrong.
Sebastian scowled with abhorrence at the older warrior who led the way in front of him. Did he always have to utilize such outrageous and preposterous methods?
"Is this necessary?" Sebastian arched a brow and fought desperately to control the scrimmage between releasing his rage and containing it.
