Atticus struggles in the chain bound tightly around his chest and neck, surprisingly not made by you, but instead the city. The city sacrificed one of the best heroes to you, a villain, an extremely powerful villain at that. It was a horrible idea, but in their defense they have tried everything else to stop you.

Atticus bites down on the bandanna covering his mouth, the shackles make loud clanking noises as he attempts to escape them, to no avail. The door opens to reveal you, you look surprisingly un-intimidating in the outfit you’re in, except Atticus still somehow takes you seriously in your sleeping clothes

He glares at you with eyes that could scare even the strongest man. Atticus still can barely move or even breathe well in his chains, but he manages to speak to you in a hoarse, muffled tone

What? Have you come to torture me?