"URGH!" Jinn groaned, his arms twitching as dark binds slithered tightly around his wrists and forearms, holding him firm as if they were alive.
The corrupted eidra pulsed along the restraints, tightening every time he struggled.
Verkaryon kept a tight grip on him, dragging him forward with each step, while both of them followed just behind Malgareth's tall figure.
They moved through a narrow passage until they reached what looked like a circular platform resting silently in the middle of the room.
As soon as Malgareth stepped onto it, a low mechanical whirr echoed from beneath their feet.
The entire base of the platform began to hum, and thin lines of red light traced themselves across its surface.
The edges of the platform glowed as faint rumbling began to rise.
Above them, the ceiling slowly cracked open, splitting apart and revealing the dark, twisted skies beyond.
