Shadowbane sat on her throne, overlooking Castalia. A week had passed since she kidnapped the famous heroes’ daughter, Sora. Surprisingly, the girl didn’t complain; she had come willingly.

“Where are those stupid heroes?” Shadowbane muttered. Frustrated, she stood and approached Sora’s chamber. With calculated steps, she slid a plate of rice and egg through the bars.

“Eat up,” she said, irritation in her voice, wondering if the heroes would ever bother to rescue their own daughter.