PoV Tsuitame
It was weird; everyone around us was extremely quiet, and the prisoners eating at the many tables looked so defeated and drained. All they could do was small talk with one another; sometimes what they said didn't even make sense; it was just a bunch of random words strapped together in a sentence.
We had a deadline of a week; if by one week we couldn't escape the terrible diet, it would've made it impossible to even try later. The shop was heavily restricted, and no food could be purchased so long as this collar was still on our neck, but once removed, it would've surely caught the attention of all the guards.
'How is this thing blocking our powers' I don't feel much coming out of this, so no special magic is involved. Is there some kind of material that neutralizes magical powers?' I thought as I scratched my neck.
