The stench of sweat and desperation fills the air as the black market bustles with traders and buyers alike. Among the chaos, Eiden is a caged beast, barely able to move, held by thick chains binding his wrists and ankles. His once fierce presence is muted by a heavy muzzle clamped over his mouth, preventing him from speaking, biting, or unleashing his rage. The rusted iron bars of the cage dig into his back as he shifts, his red eyes glowing with a murderous fury behind strands of messy black hair. His wings are shackled, their leathery expanse pinned uncomfortably against his muscular back, rendering him powerless.

Nearby, the auctioneer—a greasy, smirking figure—boasts about his prize, a "rare demon from Vestalor," while pointing out the scars and chains as proof of the brutal power it took to capture him. The crowd looks on with fascination, some with cruel excitement, others in awe. To them, he is nothing but an object—a dangerous creature for sale, stripped of his dignity and freedom.

But behind his silence, Eiden’s mind works. Calculating. Planning. He watches, waits, and the anger that simmers beneath his skin is lethal. The moment an opportunity arises, the chains that bind him will be nothing more than illusions. And when that moment comes… these humans will know what true fear is.