The dark figure remained silent, surveying the cell, taking note of the hopeful gazes from the Onmyoji and other prisoners. Yet, instead of focusing on their expressions, it scrutinized their bodies for any signs of torture or injury.
"It seems they haven't interrogated you yet," the figure remarked with its distorted voice.
"That's fortunate... Then, you shall all be liberated!" With those words, a glimmer of hope spread among the prisoners as the dark figure raised its hand.
A surge of magic began to gather within its grasp, casting a heavy weariness upon the prisoners. Their eyelids drooped under the weight of exhaustion.
"First, I need you all to sleep; my teleportation magic isn't strong enough to transport conscious individuals," the figure explained in its distorted voice.
With a compelling rationale and the dark figure's enchantment taking hold, the prisoners ceased to resist, succumbing to slumber one by one.
