Cassandra's POV
They attacked us from behind, I felt searing pain at the bac of my head before I passed out. When I come to, I see nothing but darkness. I try to move around and I rewarded by searing pain in my wrist.
"Don't move," I hear Ray's voice, "They have enchanted binds on us, the more your struggle the tighter it gets. And it is made of silver."
There is the sound of shuffling and something is pulled off my eyes, light hits me and my gaze focuses on Ray who is staring at me with worry, "Are you alright?" he asks.
I notice the red bruises on his wrist and know his advice to me is probably from experience, "Your wrist," I say.
He sits back with a shrug, "I'd survive, I'm more worried about you. You took a pretty hard hit to the head."
