Brandon looked up at Brutus and said, "thank you." in a hoarse whisper before falling asleep because of the energy that he used earlier in the day to cast spells and enter that state. He is asleep for four hours and when he wakes up, he is incredibly hungry and looks around for Brutus but doesn't see him anywhere. somewhat panicked, he looked around and called out, "Brutus!Brutus where are you?" several times before settling with his back against a tree to wait."Those must have been crossbow bolts, enchanted ones too, that hit me. otherwise they would have shattered on this armor like a clod of dirt. I wonder where Brutus went..." Brandon thought aloud before falling asleep again. this time, when he woke up, he couldn't see. he tried to moves his paws, but they were bound together above his head and anchored in good up there. his feet were also bound tightly and anchored down. Brandon tries to cast a spell but he can't speak because of a muzzle and he can't even see because of a blindfold over his head. As he struggled a voice that was deep and sounded vaguely familiar spoke to him, "Its no use Brandon. we know all your tricks. Don't think about escaping, you can't. We'll find that other magus soon and when we do, its back to the stocks again for him. As for you, you get the luxury of a gibbet." Brandon recognized the voice and he stops struggling."great. now i'm going to die, and that dog brutus or whatever, won't save me. I've really screwed myself this time. Maybe he'll get away.... Oh who am i kidding, he ditched me here hours ago. I'm all alone. Again."Brandon despairs in his head. he recognized that voice as the captain of the guard, who specializes in retrieving Maguses like brandon