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Cool idea! It’ll be fun to see them face off a dragon! (I’m guessing that most of the characters aren’t going to just leave the captive alone) I have an idea that I think would be fun to add to this situation. What if to each character the captive was someone they hated or are scared of?

Oh man YESS!!! That’s so brilliant! I want to see if Liorah and Aydin will actually rescue one of the villains. I have the PERFECT one in mind, you all will hate her 🥰🥰 (I loathe her as a person and adore her as a character and some of you already know who I mean XD)

Aydin

“So, how long have you been in this place? And which people should I try to not upset?” Khalon asked, cautiously.

“I don’t know and probably everyone,” I answered, briefly. “Time isn’t real and Niarok is the only person here who probably wouldn’t kill someone.”

I purposefully didn’t include Liorah in that assessment. Some days I still thought she hated me as much as ever. She didn’t like me, she needed me. And she was willing and able to kill someone else. I’d seen it.

A rending, tearing sound flickered into my awareness. I ignored it with an eye-roll. Another odd hallucination. Until the armored man, Klein, I thought his name was, stumbled backward, then crashed through the floor. I glanced at Khalon, trying to assess whether that had actually happened.

Judging by his shocked expression, it had. My hallucinations were more vague anyway.

I carefully edged toward the hole. How deep was it? Had he gotten hurt? I glanced toward Niarok, on the point of calling him closer.

“I’m okay. Just landed on my head,” he said, sounding surprsingly calm for what had just happened. I tensed, ready to either scramble away or jump down if a bigger threat came from behind. My heartrate was irrationally high and I let out a deep breath.

“Hey, y’all gotta see this.” He didn’t sound alarmed, only interested. If it was a trap he would have come up with a stronger reason.

Liorah strode over and peered down into the darkness. Her expression became wry. I knew how much she hated heights.

“I’ve seen you jump off a running horse onto rocky ground. This is nothing,” I said, teasingly.

“You don’t call it running,” Liorah said, instinctively correcting me. “And it’s different.”

I glanced down into the depths. The problem was that I couldn’t properly assess how deep it was or what the ground was like. I would be able to break my fall but it would hurt if I miscalculated.

Nobody else made a move to go, then a faint light flickered out below. It was just enough that I could assess how far it was. I sighed, checked my weapons, and jumped off the edge.

I had done this hundreds of times. By this time it was instinct, but it still knocked the breath out of me. I was on my feet again within seconds regardless. The hall was dark, and the only light came from above and Klein’s suit. I shot him a wary look, but he seemed to have barely noticed me.

The walls and floors were smooth and the hallway was long, but the smell of rotting flesh filled the cavern. I didn’t even give it a second thought. That often happened when I got nervous.

“Come on, Liorah, it isn’t that high,” I said, tiredly.

“I’d rather die.”

“You just might. If you don’t come down here the castle will make you.”

“Let it try.”

She was insufferable.

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If the castle doesn’t actually make Liorah come down I’ll have to convince her somehow XD

I also find it both sad and funny that Aydin instantly dismisses just about everything as a hallucination until proven otherwise XD