Rukiyo extended her free hand out toward the chains, her fingers trembling slightly as the cold metal came into contact with her skin.
She closed her hand around it, expecting it to be still, but the instant she made contact with it, the chains suddenly began shuddering and rattling violently, like it was something alive— wriggling beneath her palm as the links moved and pulsed.
The feeling is unsettling, and she fought so hard against the urge to let go at the sight.
She remembered writing about summoning chains so the dragons can bind individuals, but she doesn't recall the description of the chains acting like this— rattling and pulsing with life.
The inconsistency of her memories only made her more confused and uncertain, making her stare at the chains for another moment, momentarily lost in thought, but then, a groan pierced through the air.
Her focus snapped back to the present, remembering her purpose.
