The Underground, Hubyei
Two slavemasters dragged an unconscious Jydo to a water hole in the underground. Almost every underground house contained a waterhole and a post for the slavemasters to keep the order. Even a cell wasn't far from the slavemaster's post; so they would probably use it to keep fugitives from doing anything stupid.
They set him down before the water hole and tied him in restraints. Goodness knows what was in that water, but it did enough justice to wake up Jydo by a slight.
One of the slavemasters backed up just a few paces, ready to strike Jydo down in case he took off. Meanwhile, the other slavemaster took off his right-hand glove and gave Jydo such a nasty backhand that a red print throbbed from his left cheek. But poor him, he couldn't even touch it with his own hands. So he winced.
This time he was fully conscious and the water hole's stench was becoming more unbearable. The only thought in his mind was 'they would really do this to younglings like me?' He was distraught but kept a stony face throughout.
"Wake up scum," the slavemaster said as he spat at Jydo. For slavemasters, their job was to rub in it. To show that in this place, you follow what is told. "You will obey," as he claimed later.
He'd never expect to live with such villainy, especially since he was a royal. This angered Jydo so much that the feeling coming from his fists beating them senselessly would almost be luscious. But then he remembered how his powers failed him in the beginning.
"You guys don't wanna mess with me," Jydo chuckled. "Just saying."
"Kid, look where you're at!" One slavemaster spoke, "this is the underground, you're nothing but a powerless pig!" Funny enough, he would be right since the water was largely pig food.
"Hey hey!" The other slavemaster caught the pun, "speaking of pigs, how about we get started?"
They grabbed his legs by the ankles and dragged him forward. Picking him up, they shoved him towards the edge of the well where Jydo had an unrestricted view of the water below.
Pig food was not even enough to describe how awful it looked. The top was muddy and almost reflective, but Jydo could tell there was a pool of voidance beneath it. Lots of flies parked their bodies on top of the little islands of disgusting broth and got to work with eating as much as they could. Worse enough, who knows what lied deep inside the well's floor.
"C'mon guys, we can at least do something better than this," Jydo said. "Maybe a water would be nice,"
"Drink," they roared.
"Are you crazy?" he almost hurled.
"Alright kid," the other slavemaster spoke as a red glowing rope appeared from his arm ready to crack a whip. "Last warning, drink."
Jydo almost flinched when the whip cracked. In all honesty, he wasn't ready for this one. He wished his powers would finally resurface, but again—they were nowhere in him.
He then gave up all of it. His old life, games and moments, all of it were over for him. So he clenched his teeth tight, his fists shut, and accepted his fate. One by one they began going at him, cracking their red whips on his back, frequently yelling "Drink!"
He'd never felt such pain all at a crack of a whip. It all came down and felt like a bullet hit him. He groaned in pain and jerked around to somehow, in his mind, ease the pain.
"Alright, let's get him sorted!" One slavemaster paused with his whip and it retracted back into his arm.
Jydo winced after they paused. Blood dripped out of his gashed clothes and out of his lean triceps. Before he could even get a rest, they grabbed his neck then forced him forward.
"Get to drinking, kid," the slavemasters said. As Jydo inched closer, they chuckled. He took in a big breath along with the stench of the water hole and prepared to have his head dipped in.
"Alright boys, let's have a pause!" An unlikely saviour walked towards the water hole. The overseer spoke. She looked way too prestige for the underground.
She wore a large robe that probably collected dirt for days, and two round balls she kept in her hands. They made a weird but pleasant noise, however, it would probably be dangerous is those balls ever hit someone. All this in mind, surely it convinced him she was the big boss of the underground.
"He's royalty master," a slavemaster chuckled.
"Yea, yea...let's make sure we don't make enemies here!" she said before they took Jydo to a cell, locking him up.