Osiris's hands are tied to the arms of the chair with a dark blue magic rope. The witch's face was filled with pain and agony. His dazed grey eyes stared in awe at the woman standing in front of him.
"Osiris, I'm giving you one last chance to tell me where the damned sceptre is. Otherwise your life will end here and now. Just as I said it would happen to you after you drank the poison." The woman's voice sounded like a hiss and irritated my hearing.
"Die in hell." Osiris’s indignant tone rang in the air.
I can't risk opening the door any more or I'll draw their attention. Though on the other hand I can't leave Osiris to die in this place. Fear was rising in my chest and the voice of that woman seemed to echo in my mind. Where had I heard this unpleasant voice before? It is not enough
