Ben opened his eyes and looked at an unfamiliar ceiling. He tried to move but was handcuffed, he couldn't move and could only see the ceiling.
Her mouth also seemed gagged, so she couldn't speak or scream for help.
The sound of something scraping against something else echoed in the gloomy room.
Ben didn't give up and tried by all means to free himself and attempt to use magic.
Their heads and shackles began to get a bit hot after using a lot of their magic, but not a spark came out.
"Oh?" A small sound of exclamation accompanied by a bit of amusement was heard suddenly.
Ben froze immediately and tried to look in that direction, but his neck and head were also being held by two thick steel grips.
But he didn't have to try hard because the sound of footsteps grew closer and closer.
"You're awake!"
A young man appeared in her vision, no older than 25 years. Blond and with blue eyes, with a big and happy smile on his face.