A door opens and the two soldiers who took Ezra's sister walk in dragging her on the floor, though she seems to have woken up.
"here you go, lord Imani" one of the guards says
"good" Imani says, almost sounding bored, "did she put up a fight?"
"no sir, we took her by surprise, we hit her a bit too hard though, she was bleeding from the head."
"hmm" Imani mutters "i expected a bit more from her, after all she was said to have a lot of potential"
He states, getting a bit excited.
"now lets get to the fun part" Imani brings his fingers together and creates a web of black manna "what is your name?"
"Enayah" the girl says, trying to stand up
"then you should know what this sign means, Enayah"
"its a spell" Enayah says, looking a bit scared
"correct, which type?" Enayah looks down in shame "hah, it seems i overastimated you" Imani says with a smile on his face "sigillum!"
a black dart apears in Imani's hand, and he throws it at Enayah.
The dart hits her and black chains invelop her whole body, reducing her form to a perfectly-round ball
"take her to the room, i wish not to see her face till the day finally comes".
Moments later.
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Ezra wakes up in his bed, he looks at his hand, which has fully healed though leaving a giant scar where he was cut by the sword. He then hears a misterious female voice, just listening to it seems almost calming in Ezra's mind,
"how are your wounds?" the voice says "do they hurt?"
"no" Ezra states "who are you?"
"well, that's no way to great your savior now, is it? my name is Abena" she says, sounding a bit condesending to Ezra.
"you know, the royal guards of the Grandmaster took your sister?" she says "you will need twice your current power to match the guards' ski-" Abena gets cut off in the middle of her sentence.
"get out of the house or we will use force!" they hear a male voice, loud enough to make the windows vibrate.