Amora woke in a small, dark room with no idea where she was. She could make out some shapes - a wooden stool, a filthy mattress sitting on the floor, and a window with cell bars - but otherwise, she was sitting in a plain room made of cold stone. "Hey." She looked up to see the man in the suit again. She was going to KILL that little snake! "Release me at once, before I--" The man laughed all of a sudden, irritating her even more. "Oh, actually, I wouldn't use your magic. It'll end quite badly for you." He held up his gloved hand to reveal the Ring of the Norns -- a specia artifact that disabled all nearby magic when being worn by someone. "I reprogrammed it to actually kill anyone who uses magic, so again, I wouldn't. I need your help with something." He opened the door and moved towards her, a little unsettling. "W-why should I help you?" Did she just stutter? Today was not going well. "Nervous?" he commented smugly. She was about to move forward to perhaps use some, as Thor used to call it, 'hand-to-hand' when she noticed the cuffs binding her to the wall. He used one of the classic villain moves - the 'use-your-finger-to-tilt-up-the-hero's-head-so-they're-looking-at-you'. "I'm not..." He looked right at her. She was getting quite nervous now. "Oh, maybe you'll help me because otherwise I'll kill you. How does that sound?" Amora looked right at his face. "Fine." He left her alone in the cold cell, with only her head racing with thoughts to keep her company.
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Enchanting
FantasyAmora, the Enchantress. Former lover of Thor, Loki, and one of the most powerful villains of Asgard. Now she's been kidnapped from her cell and is being forced to help a new villain.
