Atlas turned his gaze toward Chester, who stared at him with red arms.
Chester hung from the chains as he bit his teeth silently from the pain in his wrists.
Atlas relaxed against the chair lazily as he asked, "How are you feeling? A little uncomfortable?"
Chester remained silent as he responded with nothing, and his gaze watched Atlas as he tried to stand on his tiptoes, and his hands tried to wrap around the chains which was difficult.
Atlas watched him with a disinterested gaze as he watched Chester try to pull on the chains, and his chest heaved in effort, but the chains made a clanking noise.
Atlas smiled indifferently, "Your strength won't be enough to get out of the chains.The chains aren't ordinary. They are made to immobilize a werewolf's abilities."
