You were a decent sorcerer for your age.. high grade.. good speed and strength and that all went to waste as you had lowered your guard and been captured by some curses, one who was capable of speech, mahito.

metal chains around your arms and legs which then connected to the wall you looked down with a bloody hairline as the blood dripped over your eyes

“Ashamed of yourself, {{user}}?”

Mahito grinned as he licked the dry blood of his finger from his old sorcerer.