Thread: Princess Alicia in the Alchemist's City {darkest_fate&Sugo}

As Alicia lumbered through the door there was a loud laugh coming from the other side of the long, dark, dusty room. Sat in a chair at the end of this fairly empty room bar a few chests of drawers and snub out lamps sat a man, all that could be seen of him in the dark was a long white coat and the shining of his black boots. Alicia... Alicia... Alicia. he says looking over at the girl that he'd been expecting, he had eyes and ears everywhere even in the higher rankings of the local kingdoms, including Alicia's he was fully prepared, he knew what her strengths would be so he'd set in motion the way to take it away from her, mana, so foolish to rely on just mana when the seeds of science and alchemy where booming in the world right now. He stood from the chair walking towards the lumbering girl before a loud click and the sound of something being draining was heard, he flicks his wrist to the left, then two the right, two ropes responding as if by magic and latching straight onto Alicia's wrists pulling her hands up as the points of the ropes attached to the wall move around as they pull her the ropes now protruding magically from the ceiling above her as they lift her to the point where she was being held an inch or two from the ground her mana, weak. Her defenses taken away, with whatever spell had been placed on this area draining her of the mana she had to the point where she couldn't even walk her skimpy armor to distract her enemies wouldn't provide much protection. The same sound is heard again, loud click, the sound of something draining then the man lifts his hand up into the air as if he was pushing something upwards. The lights in the room flicker on and he can now be seen. Unknown man a long white doctors coat hangs over his body down to his knees, his arms in it like a jacket, it looks a bit worse for wear but that would be expected if he lived in the dust filled realm of The Alchemist's City, his black loose fitting pants tucked into his polished black boots while the white cloth that he wore as a shirt was folded showing some of his upper body before being tucked into the aforementioned black pants. He brushes the solitary strand of hair out of his face behind his ear and chuckles a little bit looking at the weakened princess, bound by his rope, in his realm, ripe for the taking. He tuts. Alicia such a fool. He says as a loud click is heard and the sound of something draining echos through the room again as he points his finger upwards swinging it back and forth causing the ropes to do the same as he mocks her. To think you'd be able to sneak into MY city and take what YOU want without me knowing? Please... he reaches into his pocket pulling out a small vial, the cure that she wanted, the cure that she longed for. I have it, right here you see! he says with a wide sadistic grin on his face. I'm willing to give it to you, I don't care about the little games you play else where with kingdoms and Kings and Queens if you want the cure I'll give it to you. But only if you can endure through... his grin widens. My game. Without your precious mana it was becoming obvious now that whoever this man was he had some form of significant influence over The Alchemist's City, enough that is to get an important cure to just mock a princess with.