the chains won't budge! And you hear footsteps

The footsteps grow closer and closer until you see a dark figure emerge outside the bars of your prison cell.

Fortuna.

"Good to see you again," his voice sounds like nails on chalkboard. "Someone told me you were down here, and, well, I just had to come and see for myself."

You shudder and recoil, pulling backwards but finding nowhere to go. Your hands are still shackled behind you.

Fortuna dismisses the guards outside your cell with a wave, before whispering to you, "we don't need any company for this, do we?" His eyes glint with sadistic intent.

"I think we have some unfinished business," he continues, striding up to you before towering over you. His blue and brown robes cover his ugly form.