Lucas stood over the unconscious young master, his expression eerily calm as he worked with methodical precision.
The young master's wrists were bound tightly with ropes, his arms stretched above his head and secured to a pole, leaving him suspended and utterly helpless. Lucas checked the knots, ensuring there would be no escape.
[You're really going all out with this, aren't you?] the system chimed in, its voice arrogant, almost amused. [Quite the display. But you've always had a flair for the dramatic, haven't you?]
Lucas smirked but said nothing as he retrieved a small bucket of water. Without hesitation, he threw the cold liquid over the young master's face. The shock jolted the man awake, his body jerking as confusion washed over him. His bleary eyes widened as he realized he was bound and immobilized.
A moment later, confusion turned to anger.
