(( Whoah! I missed a lot. Mostly because of school related issues. I'm confused though. Is Glaive on his own now or is he just mad, but is still going to the bestial place with the others? Sorry I wasn't around to chat with you xblurp.))<br/><br/>Meanwhile . . .<br/>Nero had already begun the interrogation process on Draco, who was strapped to a chair with thick strands of rope. His wounds were minimally taken care of. That is to say we was just given bandages to stop the bleeding, but nothing to help them heal faster, keep them from getting infected, or lessen the pain. As for Draco's eye . . . Nero didn't care.<br/>The two were in a small enclosed space with one lit torch and one door. The room, if you could call it that, was cold and damp. A few stalactites hung from the ceiling and drops of icy water fell to the floor every second. There was a stone table that separated the two, though it had no legs and instead was just a hunk of rock crudely carved in the shape of a box.<br/>"Finally awake are we?"