As promised, Ae'oleth and Tae'loren guided the group of Blood elves through the Black Temple outer complex. Also as promised, there was little to no opposition that could not be handled with a sleeping dart. Ae'oleth and Tae'loren could hear the scoffing remarks of Roe'nor and Neras but dismissed them without a second thought; these minions of Illidan were still the kin of the two hunters, and they were not going to kill them unless it was necessary. After several long, anxious minutes, and only a few minions later, they encountered the disgusting and disturbing sight of deformed and mutilated corpses in a pile below a large, ominous chute.<br/><br/>Ae'oleth looked to Tae'loren, who in turn looked to the Blood elves. “You will not like what you see or smell, but this is our best way in, for it leads directly to the experimental quarter of the temple, which is very close to the magical chambers.” Ae'oleth spoke with surprising sympathy, a sign that he was truly making remarkable recovery from the Fel magic. “It is imperative that the six of you remain hidden in the chute while Tae'loren and I eliminate anything inside the experimental room this chute leads to, as well as silencing and blinding any creatures that take notice of us.” Tae'loren took a moment to look at the six, a sudden look of sadness in his eyes and on his otherwise stoic face. “I want to take this moment to apologize to all of you for what you are going to see in this chamber, for it is unlikely that you were able to make it this far into Black Temple; you are going to see things that will scar your minds for the rest of your lives, for Illidan knows no limits to who or what he will experiment on. For that reason it is our second objective to free as many of them as possible and return them to Wildhammer Stronghold; you do not need to aid us, but it would greatly improve our odds of success.”<br/><br/>Ae'oleth did not wait for a response, for he knew that if they wanted to help, responding now or then would not matter, for it either is or is not in them to risk their safety for the life of another. Nimbly the Night elf swung up into the chute, motioning for each of the six Blood elves to take his hands as Tae'loren acted as a step-ladder, boosting them up into Ae'oleth's waiting arms. Once all were inside, Tae'loren hoisted himself up, taking the offered hand of Ae'oleth. The chute was four feet high and wide enough to crouch-walk two side-by-side, though Tae'loren took up the rear as they traversed. He, along with Ae'oleth, made every effort to not scrutinize the tunnel, for they knew that there would be parts and stains all over the floor and walls, indicative of the foul smell permeating throughout.<br/><br/>Many agonizing minutes would pass before they reached the appropriate grate that would lead up into the main experimental room. The two hunters moved their faces right to the grate, using their ears to almost 'see' the locations of their enemies. They moved to the six, drawing out a crude map of the room and indicating approximately where each enemy was and where they should cast either their blinding or silencing spells. Once Ae'oleth was content that everyone knew their role, he and Tae'loren moved to the grating, lifting it just out of it's setting, and turning it forty-five degrees so they could tilt the corners into the tunnel, turning it completely vertical as they leaned it against the wall. Ae'oleth motioned for the first two Blood elves to get into casting position as he clung to the near-vertical grating, intending to launch himself up and into the room, Tae'loren moving to mimic the same maneuver.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>