David squirmed with discomfort at the ropes that bound his ankles and wrists. Though relatively thin, they had been strengthened by magic- the downside of having so many mages in one place.
He wasn’t quite sure how he had ended up in this situation. His Master had asked him if he wouldn’t mind helping her with the particularly problematic Rider who
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