I was trapped, helpless against the fiery binds constricting my every limb. The intense heat radiating from the pillars intensified, threatening to sear my flesh.
Rage boiled within me, an unstoppable torrent. But just as despair threatened to consume me, a figure materialized above me.
She was breathtaking, her fiery red hair cascading down her back. Her eyes shimmered with shades of yellow, orange, and red, and her flawless face emanated a divine beauty. Her curves were perfectly sculpted, radiating a captivating allure that surpassed anything I had ever witnessed.
As she descended towards me, flapping her four dark orange wings, I wore an angry grimace, clearly displeased with the situation.
"Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Cyra, and that is my brother Elio. Though he is more of a manifestation than an actual person."
"I couldn't care less about who you are! Just let me go!" I exclaimed, my voice laced with frustration.
