Riddles.

"Mortal, bow before your gods!" The commanding voice echoed again.

Magnus's brows furrowed at the imperious command, and anger quickly followed. Who did these beings think they were? First, they dragged him here without a word of explanation, then they held him immobile, also without explanation, and now they demanded that he bow to them.

Magnus would do no such thing. Never. God or mortal, it didn't matter who they were; they wouldn't control him. He refused to bow to anyone.

"Mortal, bow before your Gods at once!" The voice boomed, resonating with power and an undeniable command.

Magnus felt a strange compulsion in his chest, an urge to obey without question. Instinctively, he felt his body beginning to lower, bending against his will as if he had lost control of his own limbs.

Magnus gritted his teeth, fighting the strange force. He would not submit.