Brianna's fists slowly clenched as she noticed the shackle that Grubslaw held in his left hand.
Two of the other men on the extreme right and extreme right sneakily had one behind their backs as well. But she'd long noticed it out of the corner of her eye.
'Raithen shackles', Bree thought. One's that restricted the powers of a witch. Upon seeing them, she remembered the horrible events from the night before, and her eyes got even colder.
Grubslaw barked at his men," Find a way to tie her down, once we put these shackles on her she'll be no different from a fish on land! We'll then show her what we're exactly capable of doing."
As though emboldened by his words, the stragglers slowly started to step closer, planning to encircle her as they prepared to catch her off-guard.
