Slavery! The very word I hated more than death itself. As I opened my heavy eyes, I wasn't sure I was awake yet. The darkness in the space I was kept only reminded me of Amadiran. I was resting my back against a wall and from what I could gather, it was made of pure stone. Then I felt the sharp burn at my wrists and my ankles. I was restrained with large silver chains which still burned but not as severe as when that net fell on me. I couldn't feel much of my magic anymore. It was being sucked by the silver restraints.
Then I remembered Willow. That bastard! I still couldn't believe he could betray our agreement. To think that he would sell me like some cargo was even more infuriating. I tried to keep a calm mind but I couldn't. Not when I was in heaven knows where. What about Kain? What
