He would never be free unless he escaped. He would never be whole again unless he tore himself from the chains they had forged for him. The thought burned in his mind like a fevered dream: escape. There was no other choice. No other path that would lead him to the life he had once dreamed of—a life free of pain, of torment.
But that life, that freedom, would require something more than just surviving the next moment. It would take everything he had, every ounce of strength and cunning he could muster. And he was willing to give it all. The Guild had underestimated him, and they would soon learn the cost of their mistake.
