Amiya and Alice were tied inside a basement which was cold, dark, and the only way they had air inside that basement was through two holes punched up above the window. Alice who was knocked down during their capture was slowly trying to wake up and when she did, she immediately reached out for her head and wept. "He kicked me on my head... son of a bitch!" she cursed and when she looked on her left side, Amiya was there - so calm and collected with heavy shackles fitted sheet chains on her arms.
Alice called out for her, but she made it sound like she was whispering "Amiya..."
"Shshsh I'm trying to concentrate"
"On what?"
"Breaking these shackles, they prevent me from practicing magic"
"Oh!"
