Karogen let out a loud cry of pain as the claws stabbed into his flesh.  His body tensed up, eyes clamped shut.  As Lady Alhanda released her painful grip, Karogen's eyes rolled nearly into the back of his head, becoming bloodshot almost immediatley- not out of pain or shock, but out of pure hatred.  Bags seemed to form under his eyes instantly, and he simply glared at Alhanda with those hateful, crazed eyes as he was dragged away, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.<br/><br/>Karogen pulled at his chain constraints furiously.  The chains cut into his wrists, but he didn't care.  He turned his attention towards the old man.  "No no no no, YOU'RE gonna die, if I find a way out of these chains, you blabbering moron!!"  Karogen sneered at him, before shaking his head.  No, he didn't need to be like that.  He didn't need to hold onto his hate- not anymore.  Not since he had avenged himself.  As Karogen began to fade into unconciousness from the long night, memories began to play themselves out as dreams and nightmares of bloodshed and revenge on someone who had wronged him many years ago...<br/><br/>--------------------------------------<br/><br/>Marice yawned.  "C'mon, what's the point in joining a fight, if we don't FIGHT!? Enough with this gaurd stuff!"<br/><br/>Emiko nodded abit, a careless half-smile.  "Yeah, seems we got all riled up to help out, and now we're not helping a thing."<br/><br/>Jenten shook his head.  "You think they'd have this place gaurded so well if there wasn't a reason?  We're doing -something- by being here.  Just not sure what."