The next moment, a line of metal tendrils slithered out from the cold surface of the bed and wrapped tightly around the man's limbs and torso, restraining him completely.
"What?" he gasped, eyes wide with shock as he turned to Aleron, his voice shaking. "Mas… Master, what are you trying to do?"
Aleron grinned, his Abyssal eyes gleaming with amusement under the low light.
"I'm just having some fun," he replied with unsettling calmness.
Cold sweat trickled down the man's back as the chilling words sank in. A wave of fear surged through his chest, making it hard to breathe.
He stared at Aleron in disbelief, unable to accept what was happening.
"Wait, wait, wait!" he pleaded, his voice growing shrill. But Aleron didn't even acknowledge the words. He calmly approached the control panel with slow, deliberate steps.
