There Herbert held a silver-white chain in his hand, shook his head regretfully at her, and sighed, "Indeed, you are still very dangerous."
"I sincerely help you, and you repay me with this? You really disappoint me."
"It seems I can't let you live too comfortably."
Murmuring regretfully, Herbert knelt on one knee in front of the "big" Eliza, slowly sending the chain towards her neck.
!!!
"No, no, no, I was wrong."
Eliza tried to dodge, but it was completely in vain, as the chains on her limbs tightly bound her to the ground, making it impossible to struggle.
She could only watch wide-eyed as the chain once again firmly locked around her neck.
"No!!!"
Click.
With a clear sound, that familiar feeling returned to her neck, causing all the struggles of Eliza's limbs to stop.
Struggles are useless.
It's already useless...
She knows the terror of these shackles better than anyone.
As long as the shackles on her neck can't be broken, she can never be freed.
