Answered Questions, A Slave And The Identity Of The Mysterious Figure Part Two
Akun's lips curled into a wicked grin as he continued to toy with Camilla. "Since you've answered my questions like a good little pet," he taunted, his voice dripping with sadistic amusement, "I think you deserve a collar."
He raised his hand, fingers splayed, and uttered a command with a sinister calmness. Without warning, a sinister, purple chain shot forth from his outstretched palm, snaking through the air with an eerie grace. It wrapped itself around Camilla's neck, coiling tightly before vanishing from sight, leaving only a ghastly purple marking that encircled her throat like a sinister brand.
As the malevolent chain disappeared, the system's voice echoed within the confines of Akun's mind, like a chilling whisper in the dark.
[Enslavement successful!!]