The next few days were monotonous and awful for both Shula and Faelan. The facility had decided it would be best if they put Faelan on a week of "probation." This meant that the bonded pair was confined to the walls of the facility for a week and kept under close check in order to monitor and restrict what Faelan was putting in his body. Of course this sat well with no one and was a pain in the ass for everyone involved. The two were moved to a better room, though it wasn't better by much. This one had two bunk beds, a sink, and a toilet that only had a wall with no door to separate and give the two "privacy." Needless to say the entire set-up felt more like a prison cell then an actual room accommodation.<br/><br/>Over the next five days Shula and Faelan were subjected to more tests, the demon beginning to actually wonder who these tests were for. The demon they were fighting or them? The creatures the pair took on were more or less weak with little intelligence and seemingly grotesque bodies. None of them looked like they shouldn't have been able to even exist. Their movements were awful, their cries got stuck in their throats, the smell of their blood was almost enough to knock Shula on her feet and the way their bodies worked just didn't seem right. It was like someone went into a build-a-creature work shop and pushed a randomize button resulting in terrifying soulless creatures. Shula could have sworn she heard one crying when it entered the arena.<br/><br/>It finally became too much after the sixth day. One fight just seemed to awful for Shula in particular. The creature they fought had hardly been a challenge. This one had a set of legs it didn't even use, instead preferring to propel it's self on it's massive clawed hands. In the final moments of its death Shula could make out an unmistakable sentence before Faelan had dealt the final..."Kill me." it had been so shocking for her that she didn't say anything as they were pulled from the arena. She sat in detached silence as her vitals were checked and Faelan and Shula found themselves in the room again. She sat down on the bunk bed, the words still haunting her.<br/><br/>"It talked..." she said, furrowing her eyebrows. She hadn't confided in Faelan about her suspicions again since they had gone through their little incident but now it was becoming too much for her to ignore.