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Mark and Alex were tied from their hands and wrists, their mouths gagged with old fabric. Both of them had been tossed into a wooden cage and thrown on top of an old carriage. The red haired man kept whining, kicking the cage causing the demons to stop many times just to make him go quiet. One had actually slapped him once, warning them that if he kept this up both of them were going to get killed. 

Alex kicked him gently, wanting to get his attention and when their eyes met he shook his head in a negative manner, telling him to stop. They were just making things harder for them like that. He tried to pass that message to him mentally and noticed that Mark stopped after a few seconds, deciding to follow his advice. Alex wanted to smile but the gag on his mouth was annoying, he could barely breathe actually.