The chains rattles as you shake your hands again and again, even if the blood is dripping over your wrists. Your legs and arms are chained on a metal pole, forcing you to stay sit. You're an hybrid.

A faint sound of shoes slapping the ground make you lift your head. You see a young man stop in front of your cage. A cape cover his head, letting his face drown in the shadow. He crouch down at the hight of the cage.

"Hmm...what a specimen..." His eyes slowly narrow over your features.