It hurt. It hurt so much I couldn't see, couldn't do anything. My throat was too sore to scream, or I'd be screaming at the top of my exhausted lungs.
But worse than that was the absolute darkness. I couldn't see anything around, as if I were blind. The feeling of time and space was gone. To the point I now believed I had imagined those things.
There was magical vision, which I was too exhausted and hurt to use. But I saw the room during a break in the pain, in the beginning, when I still had the energy.
The room was covered in spells, a thick, protective net. I couldn't see any weakness in it, but then, I have little experience in such things.
As for the man who was cutting me, prodding me, making me drink different potions to see what happened, his aura was completely normal. A low m
