As it was, Pharynx had tied them up so tight Sarah knew it would be leaving some serious welts, then tossed them into a windowless crypt full of sightless pony skulls. There was only a single door, made of stone so heavy it had taken two changelings and their magic to lift it. They had magic too—but James alone probably couldn’t get them out. Changeling magic was weaker than the pony equivalent as it turned out, just as their physical size was smaller.