The harness wrapped around my chest was a bit too tight. After a while, I started feeling restless. So, I tried to use magic to loosen it. Sweat beaded on my forehead and a chill crept up my spine, but the harness wouldn’t budge.
“There is no use, Ayame.,” Alistair mumbled, straightening his back. “These chains are forged with a special kind of magic. Your weak power won’t have any effect on them. Don’t tire yourself unnecessarily,” A deep frown settled on his forehead. “You both should have hidden while you could.”
“Even if we had hidden, they would have come looking for us.” Tristan said, a deep sigh leaving his lips. “It was just a matter of time. The summoners don’t catch anyone without orders from the council. So, don’t blame yourself.”
“What is this council, anyway?” I couldn’t
