Closed starter for @iincantatorum (Devlin)
When he opened his eyes, he wished he could close them again. Preferably until it was all over.
It was only two days that he had spent in this hole - or was it three already? - but every minute, every second felt like half an eternity. His sense of time had completely failed by now, it seemed, but something else was quite palpable. The shackles around his wrists and ankles, as well as unspeakable pain in his head that felt like hammering against the top of his skull.
Now, lying prone on the cold floor of a cell, it was almost difficult for Lian to remember how exactly they had managed to abduct him here. Even before, he had been near Devlin, who had introduced himself as his personal protector. But then... nothing.
The warriors, originally from Vertrock, who got involved with demons, apparently knew exactly where he was all along. And now they wanted to bring to light this very dark demon that also dwelled in Lian. By starving him so that he would weaken and by putting curses on him to fully awaken his inner evil self. But it seemed they didn't want to do that right away. He wondered anyway why they didn't disappear with him after Vertrock. But maybe they didn't know how to get back there any more than he did.
Or maybe they wanted something else. Maybe someone else.
It was not at all his way to ask for help or even to expect help, but in these hours of pain and agony they demanded from him and his body, Lian fervently hoped that someone would free him from this. Either that or they ended his life for good. Then he would at least be through with it.
What he didn't realize during all this was the fact that they really wanted someone else here. They left Devlin a message, a little puzzle for him to solve in order to get here. To this underground bunker, to settle the score with him once and for all. To show him how much he would be inferior to them and then destroy him.
