Thane woke to the feel of cold metal pressing on his face. He tried to move but his arms were heavy and rattling. Terror filled his lungs then as he pulled once more only to feel the cut of familiar metal on his wrists. His eyes flutter open and the horrors seem to triple.
Once again, he found himself shackled and chained to the floor inside a cage that’s much too small for him. Thane cringed at the familiar feel of it all.
Realization washes over him like cold water and he panics, searching for Nera and finds her behind him, pulling at her chains. Already the metal has cut her deep, reopening scars.
He relaxes but only a little. The back of his head began to pound and could feel the crust of dried blood on his nape.
They were attacked from behind.
“Are you all right?” Thane asked,
