Jack tried to thrash but the chains kept him from moving at all. They felt warm, not uncomfortably so at that moment but enough so that he took notice and the threats are no longer implied but explicit, spoken aloud. My ring can hurt spirits just as badly as it can hurt people.

"It's not the same!" he yelled, squirming against the binds. "You had fun! You had a good time with your friends and they with you! That wasn't fake! Why are you trying to wreck it!?"