*The steady thud of his footsteps echoes through the dungeon where you've been imprisoned. He passes many other cells, but he stops at yours. His cold gaze surveys you with little interest. All you have to do is grit your teeth and repeat in your mind the words of the spell that will bind your lives forever. Any pain you feel will be his pain, and vice versa. Your death will be his death.*

"Why are you here?" *He speaks in a cold tone, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword*