ZeroTube Ceremony IV - Judgment

The battlefield was eerily quiet, save for the ragged breaths of the captured assassins. They knelt before Eldra, their hands bound with shimmering restraints of pure Arcana, their heads bowed in defeat. Some had collapsed entirely, their bodies bruised and battered from the struggle, yet not a single one had spoken a word.

Eldra paced before them, her cloak billowing slightly as she glared at each one in turn. Her sharp, emerald eyes narrowed with frustration.

"Who sent you?" Her voice was cold, authoritative.

Silence.

She exhaled sharply and lifted a hand, her fingers glowing faintly with blue runes. A strand of pure Arcana wrapped around the nearest assassin's arm, sinking into his flesh like burning chains. He gritted his teeth but refused to make a sound.

"I will ask again." Eldra's tone darkened. "Who. Sent. You?"

Still, nothing.