"Yeah, I heard it too," Faelan said as he remembered driving his sword through it. The lack of alcohol wasn't sitting well with him, and the rigorous nature of being contained here was nothing new, but not being allowed alcohol, even in tiny amounts, was just pissing him off. They'd even upped security, making sure no one was sneaking him booze or weapons. The sheer number of guards they'd placed over them for the past 5 days had caused a living hell. It wasn't often they even had what little 'privacy' the room offered. He was particularly sour from the morning's lecture of him trying to use one of the spare mattress' as a door to the toilet.<i>"You could be hiding something,"</i>they'd complained. "<i>That's kind of the point you fucking idiots, you wanna watch the dragon shit?</i>" he'd sprouted back, the answer just causing more friction.<br/><br/>Even though she didn't talk about it, the way the fights had been going had been bugging her, and her concerns leaked through the bond. He was curious too, something didn't add up, and while he had a gut feeling... Even he thought the foundation would set that sort of limit. He'd thought about it for a while, and a few things just didn't seem to click, the more he thought through the fights. The lack of alcohol cleared his mind, or rather made enough space for irritation. It wasn't entirely Shula's fault, but he knew he was being much more aggressive for the past three days.<br/><br/>The beast's voice sounded familiar, and it wasn't only irking him because of Shula's leaking bond, but it honestly bugged him as well. He wanted to figure out what was happening. All of the beasts they'd fought recently had somewhat similar appearance, the same twisted together shapes of what he could only hope wasn't human. Unfortunately, he was living testament of the foundations thoughts on viable human experiments. Nothing was evidence, and he knew that it wasn't often for the foundation to kidnap demon underlings from A rank and even S rank demon lords. Maybe his gut was wrong, and these were just demon mishaps. It just didn't sit well with him, and he needed something to occupy his mind. "Shula, feel like doing something fun?"