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I blink slowly, trying to bring the room around me into focus. 'Arrrg...my head...' I groan in frustration as the fuzzy blobs of colors and textures become clearer, forming shapes. Furniture, plain walls...it's cold...very cold. Wait, where am I? I go to move my hands, and instead of moving freely, they barely move at all. I look down, "great..." I mumble under my breath, ''I'm in trouble.''

My hands are chained and covered in anti-magic gauntlets, preventing me from using my fire summoning. I shake my arms in anger, causing the heavy iron chains to rattle. I curse loudly and slam my arms down, the metallic clank echoing off the walls around me. Rolling over on my back, I stare at the ceiling.

I take deep, calming breaths and watch as tiny puffs of steam rise above me in the frigid room. I lie there for what seems like forever, watching the tiny clouds of my breath as I sort out my current dilemma.

Let's see, knocked out, locked in anti-magic gauntlets, and in an extremely cold room. This could only mean one thing - I got caught, and now I'm being held captive in the Ice Realm.'

I grit my teeth and curse my stupidity under my breath, ''Good job, Theros." I chide myself. I grumble some more about my carelessness and manage to get myself upright.

I sit there, hands bound in my lap, feeling pretty hopeless when a sound on the other side of the door rouses me from my self-loathing. I look up at the door, hearing the familiar click of a key turning in the lock. Someone or something is coming through that door, and there's not much I can do but wait.