Adrian stared at the intact chain, feeling frustration bubbling inside him. His fiery chains hissed around him, their light reflecting off the runes on the sarcophagus. "What do we have here?" he muttered, examining the strange, pulsing energy that surrounded the chains.
He swung his sword again, pouring more strength into the strike.
The blade clanged loudly, but the chain remained unscathed, the rebound sending another jolt through his arm. Adrian cursed under his breath, lowering his sword as he stepped back to reassess.
The chains were unlike anything he had encountered before. They weren't just enchanted—they felt alive, as though they were actively resisting him. His fiery chains lashed out instinctively, wrapping around the sarcophagus.
Still, they could only spark harmlessly against the magical bindings.
