Just as Clara was starting to wonder where Artimer was she was lifted off the ground by him. She hadn't realized it but she was shaking slightly and she hated it but there was nothing she could do. Artimer brought her into the room they had slept in and sat her down on the blanket with her things. She had not released her dagger the entire time and was glad she had not clipped Artimer on accident when he pick her up. She was going to have to tell him what it could do so that he learned to avoid getting cut by it.<br/><br/>'Get dressed and anything left toss it in this, and close it.' Clara caught the bag that Artimer always carried on him and immediately felt the soft tingle of magic from it. She nodded to let him know she had heard him and didn't move until he had left the room. Once the door had closed behind him she started to get dressed quickly and ignored the fact that she was still wet. As she was putting the blanket into the bag she heard Artimer through their link, 'It's Darrel, he did this, shall I rip him to shreds or interrogate him then rip him to shreds.' She thought over what he said but knew she did not have much time to answer since he was in that blood rage again.<br/><br/>This time she didn't care what happed to the mage but she had to know what was going on down here, 'We need to know what he knows about this place and why he keeps trying to kill me...' She realized last second that that may not have been the best thing to say since she felt a surge of anger from him again, 'You can kill him after but first find out what he knows.' She stood up and opened the door right as Artimer went down the stairs to get to Darrel. This time she did not feel bad for him at all.