EZIO’S POV
The Master did not hold back as they dolled out what they deemed an appropriate punishment, which had me on the verge of passing out from pain.
I was taken to an infirmary in a completely unfamiliar place. I was placed on a bed, and a couple of people clad in red robes started chanting; I felt as if all my wounds slowly healed.
This wasn't good. Was The Master going to torture and beat me and then turn around and heal me so they could beat me some more? I’d rather they killed me.
Once I was fully healed, the people in red cloaks stopped their chanting and nodded to The Master, who stood nearby. “Come Phantom,” The Master said, turning on their heels and walking towards the door.
I had no choice but to follow. We walked down the corridor and into another room. This one had a
