Portia found herself deep in the forest, surrounded by towering trees and an eerie stillness. Though it was nighttime, a strange light illuminated the area, casting a dim glow around her.
Her wrists were tightly bound with rough rope, and the pain was unbearable as blood trickled from the raw wounds where the rope had cut into her skin. She had never experienced such cruelty before. This was her first time being kidnapped, and she had no idea how it would all end.
Scott was also restrained, but his bindings were different. A neon pink rope shimmered around his wrists, radiating a clear magical energy. It was unlike anything Portia had ever seen, and she knew immediately that it wasn't an ordinary rope, it was enchanted.
Well since Scott was a sorcerer, it made sense that he would be restrained with the help of magic.
