"Although I haven't seen many masters in my life, I believe your case is a bit special compared to the others..."
Theo muttered, his voice barely above a whisper.
His eyes were fixed on the cold floor, a defeated look plastered across his face as he sat across from me, completely ignoring my situation.
The weight of the darkness chaining me down seemed to mirror the heaviness in his tone.
I remained seated, bound tightly by the chains of darkness that continued to sap my strength.
My body was stiff, but my mind raced as I observed the odd scene unfolding before me.
Theo, normally composed and diligent, was mumbling incoherently, lost in his own world of frustration and despair.
It had been roughly ten minutes since I was yanked into this unknown place.
The sudden kidnapping had been a whirlwind, but the moments that followed were even stranger.
