You prefer to exercise reasonable caution...

You are **** to admit the logic of this bastard's arguments. You remember the power of such weapons as a crossbow. In your tribe, crossbows were almost never used due to the fact that these weapons (and ammunition for them) had a very high cost. In your tribe, only the richest warriors bought crossbows. For such a purchase, one had to wait for the summer period, when there was at least some chance that wandering traders from distant southern lands would come to the nomadic tribe.

You bitterly had to make the decision to refrain from attacking your enemies at the moment.

A minute later, two snake-faced persons left your cell. The door was locked again.

In irritation, you kicked the wooden bed, which made a nasty creaking sound due to the impact.

You then picked up the wooden tray containing the pottery from the floor. You sat on the bed, holding this tray in your hands. Upon inspection, you come to the conclusion that in a large clay plate there is something like porridge from some cereals and edible herbs. And in a small clay jug there is clearly a drink that tastes like ordinary water mixed with some kind of herbal infusion.

You analyze your sensations and you understand that you feel hungry and thirsty. The events of recent days have tired you both mentally and physically.

You come to the mental conclusion: “It will take a lot of strength for me to escape. And I will need even more strength to save my mother and my sister. So it would be good for me to eat.”

You start eating porridge and washing it down with liquid from a clay jug. Your meal goes by quickly as you eat with great appetite.

Twenty minutes later, you ate and drank everything that this snake-faced bastard brought you. What did the second freak who had the crossbow call him? Xaeji? Yes exactly. His name sounds like this. You placed the tray of empty pottery on the stone floor of the chamber.

You began to think about your escape plan.

Thoughts began to arise in your mind regarding escape methods: “Probably one of those snake-faced bastards will come to take the wooden tray and pottery. I should wait for this moment and attack. You need to quickly stun one scoundrel and immediately attack the second scoundrel. I need to act quickly so that the second snake-faced bastard doesn’t have time to wound me with a crossbow shot...”

However, you are **** to interrupt your thoughts.

You begin to feel something strange... Your head begins to spin, you begin to feel slightly nauseous...

You hear the sound of the cell door opening again. You want to rush at these snake-faced monsters...

But you can't do that. Your consciousness is weakening. It's getting dark in your eyes. You fall into an **** state.

The last thing you hear is the words of one of the snake-faced monsters: “I told you Atsatro that such a dose would be quite sufficient for this ****!”

You come to your senses at the moment when you are clearly no longer in your small cell. You are in a completely different room. Your gaze scans this room. It is still difficult for you to focus your attention after you have been rendered **** by some kind of poison. But you notice the same metal door near which Atsatro and Xaeji asked about where you should be placed. They received an order from the female owner of the mansion... The strange name of this room was also mentioned... You are straining your memory... What was the name of this room? It seems like an “experimental room”...

You feel the weakness of your body... You can only weakly shake your head and look around the room. The hands of your escorts hold your body on both sides.

Among other things, you notice in the center of this spacious room the silhouette of a woman who is dressed in a luxurious purple mantle. This woman pronounces abrupt commands to your escorts. It is obvious that this woman is the owner of this mansion. She is also the person who bought you as a ****.

You want to loudly shout a stream of insults and curses into this woman's face. But you can't do it. Your tongue becomes slurred and you can't make anything other than an incoherent wheeze...

Then you try to look at this woman’s appearance in more detail.

Her appearance is similar to the appearance of your escorts. However, her appearance also has distinctive features. This woman has light grayish scales instead of skin, terrible non-human eyes of a crimson hue with vertical black pupils, an absence of a nose, a forked snake-like tongue, strange small crimson growths on the scales in the neck and face...

The woman says in a commanding tone: “Place the ****’s body in the stationary locking mechanism. Act quickly! Secure his arms, legs and neck! After that, get out of my experimental room, you idiots!”

You hear Xaeji obsequiously say, “We will all fulfill honorable mistress Tserali!”

Now you know exactly the name of the mistress of the mansion and the person who bought you as a ****. This is mistress Tserali. You mentally repeat this name over and over again. To better remember who exactly you must take terribly **** in the future...

Atsatro and Xaeji then quickly carry out the orders of the mansion's mistress.

They place your body in a strange chair, which is located near one of the walls of this room. Then, using some mechanisms that are integral parts of this chair, they squeeze your legs, your arms and your neck in such a way that you can hardly move.

Atsatro and Xaeji bow to mistress Tserali and leave the room, closing the metal door behind them.

So you're sitting in this strange chair, metal shackles holding your legs, your arms, and your neck.