When he woke up again, he was once again in steel chains, but the room had changed. Instead of being on the bed, he was tied up by his hands and legs with even larger chains, naked. They had taken his runic spatial storage bracers. A guard stood in front of him, keeping watch.
Well, not that he could go anywhere even if they let him walk freely. The next room must be Lady Vidalia's, she was just across the wall. As soon as his eyes fully opened, Damian expelled his mana at full force using the mana coating method, wasting his mana once again. He didn't want her to read his thoughts if he couldn't block them. Let her drag him into battle; she would understand the dire situation she was in then.
'I can just kill you...'
'I'm sure you've already tried. So what was the problem?'
She didn't reveal her thoughts. Instead, Damian suddenly felt a sharp sensation on his wrists.
'What the hell?'
