Punched in the face! 50 damage is done to your health.

A soft thud echoes throughout the narrow alleyway as Ryan lands flat on his ass. Dazed and completely bewildered Ryan is scrambling his brain for answers. A few seconds later one of the barbarian looking women squats down and looks Ryan in the eye.

"What the fuck did you do to him? You know we needed him alive right?"

Ryan pulls down his leather face mask so it is easier to talk which he would regret later.

"Well, I didn't mean to. It's just that-." Ryan sentence is cut off with a hand put over his mouth and a finger in his face.

"How do you not mean to kill someone? *sigh* Well since you 'accidentally' killed someone just by looking at them then you must be fairly strong, correct?"

She kept her hand over Ryan's mouth and he didn't know how to respond so he just gave a shrug and a few small nods as if saying 'Ya I guess so'. As if accepting his answer the woman removes her hand from his mouth and the other two women are now standing beside her. They all have smiles on their faces and seem to have an idea. The one on the left breaks the brief silence while giggling.

"Well, then you'll be coming with us sweetie, sorry for this part though."

Ryan tilts his head to the side as if not expecting what would come next and I mean, who truly could. The woman on the right delivers a swift kick to his head and Ryan can feel something sharp come out of her heel and impale itself into his cheek.

Ouch, boot to the face and then injected with Narcotics! You will fall unconscious soon! Very soon in fact!

He can feel the world begin spinning as the narcotics kick into effect immediately. Before he is knocked out cold he manages to speak a few words of wisdom to the girls.

"If you plan on taking me somewhere.... Then tie ropes to my legs and drag me but make sure not.... to... touch... me."

"Alright, will do."

The girl in the middle winks at him as that is the last thing seen before unconsciousness takes over Ryan.

"Now to take him back to the guild!"

Esmir goes to pick up the man she had just knocked out cold but her sister Eski holds out her hand to stop her.

"Didn't you hear the man? He said to get some rope and to not touch him, doesn't it seem he was telling us something important?"

"Sure," said the third sister Ester. "But I don't care if the man is a germaphobe or not we need to take him to the Mercenaries Guild before the narcotics wear off."

Eski thinks about it for a little bit and realizes that Ester is right and that they need to move right away if they want to make it in time!

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"Well, I guess we have no choice then!"

Eski decides that she will carry the man to the Guild and hoists him up and over her shoulder.

*At the Mercenaries Guild*

Ryan is quick to wake as the pain on his wrists is nigh unbearable. His gaze darts throughout the room but it is too dark to even make out any shapes. It smells very damp and moldy as he has no idea where he is or how he got here as his memory is a little fuzzy. As if trying to focus on something else that is not the shackles around his wrists, he decides to check his status in the health and focus point department. Almost full health with only about one-fourth of his focus points gone, not terrible. After about 10 minutes of waiting for someone to arrive, Ryan is becoming extremely bored and begins to think of all the miracles he could use before.

'Light heal, Tears of Denial, Dead Again, Eye of the All-Seer, ohhhhh this could help.'

Ryan closes his eyes and focuses his power on his talisman ring and a bright light begins to form behind him. The bright light swivels around in the air as it travels from his ring to his right eye. As if a massive window was opened and the darkness banished, Ryan can now see everything in the room. What he doesn't realize is that what caused this darkness is a blindfold but the miracle granted him sight through it. His sword is in the right corner of the room, accompanied with his dagger. His helmet is sitting on the table next to the sword-dagger combo and there are some tools that Ryan doesn't recognize on the same table as the helmet. He looks to the left and sees a bed being held up by chains connected to the wall and it finally hits him.

'Am I in a jail? Wait, those women from before...'

Flashbacks of the terrifying women fill his mind as he begins to wonder if they had headed his warning or not but by the situation he is in then they did, which is good. If they had jailed him for murdering that man then this would be very bad for Ryan but it seems they have a bigger plan for him. He thought about simply breaking these irritating chains and escaping this place but he decides that if he is patient then he can find what they want with him. After about 5 more minutes he can hear a weird noise that he hasn't heard in a long time.

GRUMBLE~

His stomach is grumbling and he can feel a slight pain due to hunger. This confuses him since the hollowed have never needed to eat before so why now? All he does know is that this could be a problem if he gets too hungry and becomes impatient. As his hunger begins to grow worse he is able to sense something that can help him figure out what is going on. The aura of magic is leaking from the table his helmet is sitting on and he has definitely seen this aura before.

'Chameleon huh? Why would someone be waiting for me to awake as a table... Unless this is a test."

As if realizing what is going on here, Ryan gets a slight grin on his face. He goes to snap his chains and try to confront the person but when he tries to pull them apart to break them, they get even tighter. He manages to look over his shoulder and see magic oozing from the chains and he lets out a puff of air. A magic he has never seen before is not a good sign for him as he doesn't know the limits of this world's magic now and is forced to act seriously. He decides to pull out one of his trump cards and end this charade right now.

"Vow of Silence."

Being one of the few miracles that require the caster's voice to be spoken, a small ball of purple lightning drips from the corner of his mouth and falls to the ground. Purple lightning spreads throughout the whole room and a scream could be heard as the magic user that used Chameleon had all of her magic completely obliterated in a second. Before she could react after the scream, the snapping sound of metal could be heard followed by an extreme force of wind. The woman barely managed to cover her eyes to shield them from the blistering wind and before she could even uncover them a cold object was placed against her throat. She is caught completely off guard when she opens her eyes. She sees that the prisoner suddenly appeared before her with his sword placed on her throat all while he still hasn't even removed the blindfold.