Chapter 90 The Five Elders

• When I came to, it felt like an eternity had passed. My eyelids fluttered open, revealing a dimly lit room unfamiliar to me. The air was damp, the walls lined with stone that exuded a cold, oppressive aura. Chains rattled somewhere in the distance, and the faint sound of dripping water echoed through the space.
• My body ached, and my throat felt parched as I attempted to sit up. A sharp tug at my wrists stopped me short. I looked down and saw my hands bound with sturdy restraints. Panic surged, and I tugged against them, only to realize the futility of my efforts.
• I could even feel my flesh burning from the wolfsbane smeared on them.