Chapter 10

Entering an alleyway, Cilia changed her appearance again as she entered the shadows.

She had already searched through 3 locations, two had nothing of note and one was a temporary base of sorts. However the only information, which were useful were a few other base locations.

The 4th location was an empty warehouse, apparently multiple members of the organisation had been seen entering here. Unlike the previous ones, this location had a higher chance of being more dangerous.

Entering the warehouse, Cilia slowly made her way to the centre, avoiding all patrols and staying hidden. She quickly realised the difference to her previous intrusion. Even for her, sneaking in was not a small endeavour. She had to continuously be careful of new patrols and members, making her exhaust her mental stamina quickly.

She started slowly moving closer to the control room, which she had previously spotted before coming to a stop abruptly as a familiar voice sounded in her mind.

„Have the traps been laid down yet?" the familiar voice was the woman, which she had met the previous night. Thinking about what could have happened that time made Cilia frown, as she became even more careful.

She knew the woman was dangerous.

„Yes my lady, we have already managed to capture two individuals, while we are currently preparing to capture another one. It seemed like they are not part of their group, like we had previously thought. Two other members of the group have already infiltrated the enemy bases and gained intel. They seemed to be professionals."

„Any other information about that unknown group?"

„We haven't found the location of their base yet, but we have managed to get more information about their members. They have around 10 members and their appearance in this city has randomly started around a month ago, with the last entry being two days ago. According to the Intel, the leader seems to be a young, beautiful looking woman with white hair."

„Good, bring them for interrogation to me later." The woman had thought it could be the person, who had escaped yesterday, but that girls beauty was well hidden. Plus how could a mentally unstable girl be the leader of an organised team of unknown people, which even she had to be careful about.

Cilia knew, that they had been discovered. She could only leave as quiet as possible and calling all members the moment things seemed safe.

„Retreat immediately! We have been discovered, our intel was wrong. Meet up at the base, we will talk about the plans there!"

However Cilia had underestimated this mysterious group, as a few people carefully tracked her teammates back to their base.

Arriving at the Base, Cilia was greeted by a gloomy atmosphere, three of their members were unable to escape.

One of them died and the other two were taken as prisoners.

„Our intel was not good enough. I was lucky overheard a few of them talking about having already captured two people. The people we were observing, are not one but two groups. They are enemy's and appear to be fighting each other. I still don't know what their purpose is, but we should temporary stay put with the observation. I will stay here, while you go and try to find out where our members are imprisoned, if possible free them."

Jamie had left the city after the last meeting, as such Cilia was now alone in the house.

Cilia was exhausted, as she ordered the members to go sleep, for them to be able to perform to their best tomorrow. Unfortunately one member had been injured while they attempted to capture him. He would have to stay put and stop his participation.

She felt like she had just attended 10 hours of school lessons without a break and her only desire right now was to sleep.

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After almost 12 hours of rest, Cilia ordered her men to observe any suspicious activity and find their imprisoned members as fast as possible.

As such a few days went by, when they were finally able to pinpoint their members location.

Ordering them to rest at another members hideout, which was closer to their objective and planning everything their was Cilia*s original plan. However the hideout was to small and she decided to stay at the HQ, with only one other member accompanying her.

Cilia had rarely a moment to relax in the last few days and as such accepted her teammates suggestion for him to make food.

After eating, Cilia felt tired and fell asleep the moment her head hit the pillow.

Unbeknownst to her, multiple cloaked figures entered her room right after, destroying the Ice wall.

She almost woke up duo to the noise and they had to put a temporary stop in their activities every time.

Cilia's strength with her Ice was evident on her Ice wall. Even with more than 10 people attacking it the Ice wall continued to stand tall for close than an hour.

Though not giving a fuck about waking her up would have allowed them to break the Ice wall in less than 10 seconds.

Finally in, a member pulled out a syringe injecting her with a sedative.

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Looking around Cilia saw, that she was in a big room and strapped to a bed. Trying to use her magic, Cilia noticed the slave collar around her neck, restricting her magic.

She paled as she realized the consequences.

She felt uncomfortable, even though she laid on a soft bed, because the chains binding her were big.

Her hands were completely engulfed in Metal, while her feet were spread apart, each bound to one side of the bed.

At that moment a familiar figure caught her eye. She was in the same situation like last time. This time too she was chained onto a bed, although she at least had a clear mind this time.

"I really didn't expect to find you there, neither did I think I would be able to capture you again so soon. Just that you are worth a bit more this time. Ah right! I wanted to apologize for last time, I didn't expect to cause you that much problems. Let me introduce myself then, I am known as Nisha. Can you tell me who you are?"

"Cilia."

Cilia didn't want to talk to much and give out any information, as such she kept silent for the majority if the duration.

Nisha was nice enough to take off the huge metal cuffs, leaving her with only a few lighter chains.

Cilia was slowly able to move with a bit more space, as Nisha loosened the restrains. They were now no longer connected to the bed and Cilia could move around the room.

„Don't think about running, we can easily kill you with that slave ring around your neck. Now follow me."

Nisha was very relaxed, as she held the chain connected to Cilia's neck in her hand, bringing her to the bathroom. Cilia felt like a pet being taken on a walk.

„We don't want you to smell bad now, do we? Now strip!" Cilia was speechless as she wordlessly stared at Nisha, who had already taken off her clothes.

Noticing the disobedience, Nisha chuckled as she ordered again.

„Strip and move into the tub afterwards."

Cilia didn't know why, but her body moved on its own. She slowly took her clothes off she had previously worn a combat suit, which she had designed after the modern army uniform, just way less bulky and more slender to accommodate better movement.

She first started unzipping her top, letting it fall to the ground before taking off her trousers.

Nisha was able to notice a slight resistance when only the underwear was remaining. „Take them off now."

Nisha stood there in daze as she marveled at Cilia's picture perfect body, she felt her body burn up. However she suppressed the excitement and ordered Cilia to go into the tub.

She took the next hour to clean herself and Cilia. She had noticed that her control had gotten weaker and quickly replaced the big slave collar with a slimmer one.

It looked like a choker, with an iron ring at the front. Nisha still connected an iron chain, as she lead Cilia back to her room.

She connected a few chains again to restrain her hands and feet while doing her best to keep up her control till she was finished.

She was glad, as she made it in time and let her control slip.

„What did you do to me?"

„You also enjoyed the view, didn't you?" Nisha smirked as she said down onto Cilia, keeping her placed on the bed while avoiding the question.

"Alright I'll stop joking around. Just so you know, you'll be getting special treatment because I feel sorry about what happened last time and you're worth quite a bit.

But you will still be imprisoned, obviously. I have some work to down now, don't get to comfortable, there will be a few people visiting you. Listen to them or your head will fly."

Although Nisha had said that she was imprisoned, her surroundings were very comfortable.

She had a big bed, a bathroom and even a little office. She felt more like freeloading at some nobles place. Cilia knew however that she had a hard time before her, unlike the comfort she was experiencing now. Torture wasn't uncommon in this world and she could only try her best at minimising being on the receiving end. She didn't care about the council and would happily give out their information if it meant having to suffer less.

In the following weeks, Cilia was ordered to different things, they were however harmless.

She was once told to be an assistant for a day and help a researcher. Another time she was made to help clean the castle, in which they were staying.

It seemed to be true that she was staying at some nobles place.

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Surprisingly the guards and staff were quite nice to her but sometimes Nisha would drop by, forcing Cilia in an awkward situation. She loved teasing Cilia and would always order her to the embarrassing stuff, like running to a guard and shouting 'I'm beautiful' or 'I like you', before being able to quickly run away. The guards were already used to the pranks of their boss and would just laugh at the childish act of their boss and the embarrassment of their prisoner.

Cilia almost lost her cool and punched Nisha into her face when she was ordered to remove her underwear while cleaning the castle, but was able to restrain herself as she noticed there was non of the mysterious power behind that order. She even almost followed the order, because she became used to doing the pranks Nisha would make her do all the time, without having a chance to resist.

She figured out, that the mysterious power was most likely a trait.

Over time, Cilia had noticed how well made the choker was. It wouldn't restrict the wearer but at the same time wouldn't let them forget about it.