"I keep a rather powerful prisoner down here," Collin warned. He smelled the dampness and new he was in a type of specialized dungeon. He heard a man moving around watching them, but staying silent. From the moment when he had awakened dazed, he knew who the prisoner was. Powerful? Did Collin even realize what he kept contained? And poorly at that. "How hurt are you?" nnShadow tried to stand still shaking. His senses were all focused on the man at the back of the room. He caught a half-image of shadows! It was a familiar profile.familiar scent.He was standing as the bars of his cell, hands gripping them watching. In his mind alone, he heard the familiar voice call out to him fondly."Shade. Do not worry for me, old friend. My time will come." Tears streamed down his face and he made a mournful sound, soft but eloquent of his agony. "Go, Shade.