She woke up slowly, which was somehow worse than waking up all at once. Her head throbbed in a dull, steady rhythm, and for a long moment she couldn't remember why she was lying on something cold and hard instead of her own bed. Then it came back in pieces. The ruin. The lanterns. The cloth pressed over her mouth. She forced her eyes open. The room was small, stone walls on every side, no windows that she could see. A single lantern burned somewhere out of her direct line of sight, throwing enough light to make out shapes but not enough to see clearly. She tried to sit up and immediately discovered her wrists were bound in front of her, wrapped in something that hummed faintly against her skin, cold in a way normal rope never was. Mana-suppressing cuffs. She'd read about them once, in passing, during a lecture she'd barely paid attention to. She hadn't expected to ever actually wear a pair. "You're awake." The voice came from a corner of the room she hadn't looked at yet, and s
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