As he walked into it, he reappeared in another place; one completely different from the room he was in previously.
The room was yellow, with thin white runes etched around the walls.
Kronos' eyes narrowed as he fully stepped into the room, the door frame behind him vanishing like it never existed.
Clang!
The sound of heavy chains reverberated across the room, causing Kronos' brows to furrow into a frown.
He turned his head to the side, the expression on his face darkening even more at the sight before him.
Apart from Kronos, only one other person could be seen in the large room.
It was a man with long, roughened black hair, his head bowed weakly to the ground.
His arms were stretched out to the side, tightly bound by thick black chains the size of an adult male.
Above and below him were two large white Sigils, forming a transparent cylindrical barrier around him.
