New Magic

The Inquisitors pushed me through a doorway and into a large, open room. Another magic circle was etched upon the ground, spanning nearly twenty feet, with another identical circle carved on the ceiling fifteen feet above. A myriad of tools, tomes, and magical devices were spread across several rectangular tables scattered throughout the room. One of the inquisitors snatched an iron collar off a table and snapped it around my neck while the other fastened iron cuffs about my wrists. The first, a black-haired woman with a strong jawline, whispered a word, magically locking them.