Chapter 21

• Nivaan’s POV
• When I regained consciousness, I found myself bound by silver chains. If they were ordinary chains, I would have managed to free myself but these chains; they were definitely forged with some other material.
• The clanking of the chains was more like heavy clanks as compared to the characteristic ringing sound of silver. My eyebrows furrowed as I looked around. The room was dark, dingy, and with loads of crates piling to the ceiling.