In a dark place

Inea slowly begins to open her eyes. She is located in what appears to be a dungeon lit only by candles.

Her arms are immobilized on her head, well secured to the ceiling with thick chains. She realizes that she cannot move her legs either, so they remain open.

She is naked and the cold air from the dungeon has begun to take effect on her nipples.

As her mind clears, she begins to remember how she got here. She was on a reconnaissance mission with 2 companions when they were discovered and chased by an enemy patrol. She called the attention of her persecutors to increase the chances that her companions would flee and take the information obtained to their commanders, when she was cornered, she prepared to fight to the ****. But before she even started the fight a strong blow to the back of the neck, obscured her vision ... and woke up here.

"Okay, okay" Inea took a deep breath a few times to calm her mind. "They're just chains. Rookies, I can escape from here in a moment."

"Sive exitium!"

Nothing happened.

"Why not... Sive exitium!" She yelled again.

"Do not bother yourself"

Inea looked up. Leaning against the bars of the cell was a woman... no... an elf with a dark complexion.

"Your magic will not work here" She said with a smile.