The opaque bag was ripped off the scouts head, allowing him to see once more. He squinted his eyes at the huge lamp shining in his face blinding him. His hands were tied behind his back and he was sitting on a stool in a dark enclosed space. Three figures stood around him, their features obscured by sharp shadows from the solitary light source. The mage remained stoic as he squinted through the light.
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