The demon lifted his head off of the floor. There was a feint metallic taste in his mouth that he noticed as his golden eyes swept across the room. It was dark and cold. The male lifted himself up, wincing at the sharp pain in his head. Moving a hand up to his head, he realized there were metal cuffs around both of his wrist. They were cold to the touch. The demon hissed as he yanked one, helping his predicament in no way. Knowing that trying to escape was useless, the small demon curled into a ball, wrapping his tail around his waist. He heaved a sigh as he waited for any noise that signaled his 'Master's' return.
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