Suddenly, searing chains of fire erupted from the ground, their molten links snaking around Rex's arms and legs before he could even react.
The chains hissed and crackled, glowing with an otherworldly heat as they anchored him firmly to the scorched earth. Flames danced along their length, licking at his skin, their touch agonizing and unrelenting.
Rex gritted his teeth, veins bulging in his neck as the fiery bonds burned into his flesh. He let out a strangled cry, his struggles futile against the supernatural restraints.
"Damn it! Let me go!" he roared, his voice raw with defiance and pain.
The Erinyes approached with measured steps, each one deliberate, her crimson eyes glowing like embers from a forge.
Her wings folded behind her, their imposing shadow falling over Rex like a dark omen. The whip dangled from her hand, its barbs dripping molten sparks onto the cracked ground.
