L—Lord wolf…
Tears…
Tears mixed with blood streamed down Gwynn's face.
"Bind her,"
Rayah turned around to see the source of the voice, but before she did, she lost control of her arms.
Her entire body flung back, crashing against the prison walls with a sickening thud. She looked around, her eyes looking straight past the cell walls, were several figures stood still staring at her.
She tried to move, but she couldn't. Her body remained suspended in mid air, as though possessed. Her limbs felt shackled by invisible chains.
"WHAT IS THIS!?!?" She screamed out, ice erupting from all around her.
Slowly, she could feel the grip of those invisible chains loosen, however, that did not last for long.
"Oslow!! Now!!"
"Yeah…"
Suddenly, one of the figures touched another, and his body began glowing in an odd aura. Her bindings became several times stronger, no matter her screams, her struggles, there was no escape.
