Seth awoke with a start, his surroundings foreign and unsettling. He found himself confined to a cold, unforgiving metal chair. Heavy chains snaked around his arms, locking them in place, and preventing any movement. The chains, linked to the chair's frame, held him in a helpless position, ensuring he couldn't free himself.
Panic surged through Seth as he attempted to tap into his innate mana, only to be met with an eerie silence. His powers, typically at his beck and call, were utterly dormant. It wasn't the usual suppression he'd experienced with his necklace; this was something else entirely.
Frustration and fear bubbled up within him as he strained against the restraints, but the chains held him fast, their metallic clinks echoing ominously in the grim, featureless room. Seth was trapped, his freedom and abilities stripped away, and he had no idea who or what had orchestrated this bizarre predicament.
