Ezra
I opened my eyes to a completely different world. It was like I was floating in an endless void and everything was just black.
That wasn't the only strange thing happening. I was covered in sweat, like my entire body was soaked with sweat. And I felt an incomprehensible sense of tiredness. Like my whole body was going on the verge of collapse. I'd never felt this weak and tired. Something wasn't right.
Where was I? Is this a dream?
I was still trying to figure out how I ended up here, when Syrus just walked out of the dark like it was nothing.
"Long time no see, friend," he said.
I wiped my face with my hand. "Long time no see indeed. Why have you been quiet for so long? If nothing else, you can't pretend to be oblivious of our current situation.
We're in captivity and miles away from Aethelgard. I thought you would fight and help us get out of here. What's the point of being all knowing and powerful if you cannot help us to leave this place?"
