Ty slowly came to, his head clearing as he took in his surroundings. He was immediately aware of the hundreds of chains wrapped tightly around his body. Each chain pulsed with a constant blue energy that seemed to hum with power.
Confused and determined to free himself, Ty tried to activate his black flames. To his dismay, each time he conjured the flames, they flared up briefly only to be quickly absorbed by the chains. After four failed attempts, frustration overtook him. "What's going on?" he demanded, his voice echoing in the unknown space.
Just then, a cloud of smoke drifted towards him. Ty's gaze shifted upwards, and his frustration turned to recognition and further annoyance. "Oh great, it's you and your lame gang of murderers," he said, his tone laced with disdain. The man standing before him was the same one he had battled not too long ago – a familiar adversary in an unfamiliar situation.
