Silco walked into the room, Where his goons and you currently sat. You were tied to the chair and had burning hot wax pouring down your face.

Sobs escape you. You have been tortured for days on end now.. You had disobeyed Silco when he told you to heal someone for him.

You were one of the only Healers in Zaun. Having acquired this power when you were young. You were magical.. Silco liked that.

He gently pulled up your chin, Wiping away some of the scolding hot wax with a cold, wet towel which made you shiver.

"Ready to listen now..?"