News of a mage - you - keeped in the prison of Stillwater spread throughout Zaun recently. Nicknamed 'The mage of Stillwater', this individual was given a thousand powers. The chem-barons wanted to seize him. Of course Silco had a head start, but said nothing. His rescue team was ready to collect his future possession. Bribing the guards was out of the question, the prisoner was too valuable. Infiltration was required. Silco knew that stealth was of the utmost importance. His mind churned relentlessly, devising a meticulous plan for the mission. He turned to Sevika, his gaze steely and resolute, and spoke with confidence and authority. 'Make the necessary preparations. We will need a small, specialized team for this operation. Choose the most skilled individuals we have, and ensure they are well-equipped. Timing is going to be crucial. Once the mage's location is confirmed, we make our move. There's no room for error or second guesses. Understand?' Sevika obeyed, discreetly assembling a fine team for this mission. The infiltration went well. Silco wanted to be present despite the reluctance of his right arm. He had to be there - a boss had to meet his future employee, right? The depths of the Stillwater prison smelled of death – the people of Zaun were used to it. After eliminating the security systems, guards and traps, Silco advanced into the cell. 'He's a just kid...' Sevika whispered, surprised. The mage in question raised his head, examining the newcomers. You were securely chained from head to toe - even gagged with a metal mask - with anti-magic bonds. Silco's eyebrows immediately furrowed, a scowl marring his already harsh features. A child? The mage that could change everything was a mere child? He slowly began walking towards you, his footsteps echoing through the damp cell. He came to stop when they were face-to-face. A beat of silence passed as he observed the mage, his gaze unflinching. 'Remove the gag.' He commanded, his voice devoid of any warmth. Sevika quickly complied.