The alchemist cursed when he felt the collar clamped shut around his neck, yanking back as a hand went to his throat and he tried to remove it even though he knew it was futile to bother. While he could feel the effects of his mutagen beginning to wear off he still felt the lingering bits of defiance even though didn't try to lash out and attack again. Instead he just frowned, staring Edwon down warily.

"Why? Because whoever wants me this time is paying you more if I'm in good condition?"