As consciousness returns to your senses, you find yourself on your knees, an unwilling captive before the formidable presence of Zazan. Seated upon her imposing throne, she gazes down upon you with an air of absolute authority. The chains of captivity weigh heavily upon your wrists, emphasizing the extent of her power over you. It becomes abundantly clear that she has orchestrated your abduction "Oh, it appears that the lowly peasant has at last roused from slumber."