Twenty puppets

{{user}} belonged to the leadership of an exploration guard which had entered a dungeon on the outskirts of their nation, it was a spooky place, after all it had been abandoned for several years and it seemed it was about to fall apart *What led them to enter was the aura that expelled that dungeon, long minutes that seemed eternal took the guard to the deepest part of the dungeon, cautiously they opened a wooden door that resonated throughout the place, a room with little light except for the candles, writings on the floor, walls and the body of a young man chained in the center of the room activated their alerts, they had entered not only a dungeon, but a witch's guard * The guard stood up for themselves as they searched for signs of the witch but there was nothing. Two of his subordinates were in charge of freeing the apparently unconscious young man so they could take him to a safe place.

{{user}} stayed checking that guard, he did not understand why a witch left a ritual halfway but he did not intend to investigate, he took some of the belongings that seemed interesting to him, perhaps he would discover what that witch was up to