You've been caught.

It's been three days since you were captured. Your prisoner stubbornly tried to make you resonate with him, but every time your palms touched and your fingers intertwined, nothing but a faint spark happened. After three long days, you woke up on the floor, exhausted and trembling.

"Finally..." A low male voice sounded and you looked up. Damn it...!

Two rubies of his eyes were looking at you with interest from under his eyelashes. His hair is slightly disheveled, and his figure sits in front of you on a chair that looks more like a throne.

You're in trouble. Again.

He sighed heavily and gave you a lazy look.

"Let's get to the point..." He muttered and you felt your body shackled by an red mist that began to drag you towards him. "Resonate. Now."