Jay had been on Nadhakan's ship for about a week, and it was hell. You and the rest of Nadhakan's crew had quite literally enslaved him and tortured him, just because you felt like it. Knives, swords, chains, or just plain punches and scratching. Nothing was off limits.

It was late in the evening, and Jay had a chain around his ankle, keeping him in locked in his windowless room.

"Rise and shine." You snickered as you opened the door, letting little light in, but just enough to see the skinny form of Jay, who was half asleep.