"Use it on the prisoners," Rubedo commanded, his eyes tracking the complex runic arrays. "Let's see how this works."
Syra relayed the order to the upper levels. Minutes later, heavy footsteps echoed down the stone corridor.
Gulag hauled the captured Tarnstead general into the freezing vault, dragging him ruthlessly by his broken leg. Several soldiers followed behind her, carrying the thick iron chains used to bind him.
The general took one look at the rusted iron chair and the glowing synthesis tank. He immediately began thrashing against Gulag's grip.
"Strap him in," Syra ordered.
Gulag lifted him effortlessly and slammed him into the seat. She secured the thick leather restraints over his wrists and chest, completely ignoring his frantic screams. As the final buckle locked into place, the runic arrays etched into the iron flared to life.
