Zehair winced at a torturer finished whipping him with a crude spiked bonny whip, the blades where about three inches deep and left deep wounds that took a short time for Zehair to heal but that only made him this torturers favorite speciemen. Two guards pulled the hooks out of Zehair's hands and let him drop to the floor in pain then quickly grabbed his arms and yanked him up. The experience was unpleasant but barable to Zehair. He was used to the pain and suffering this place had put upon him. Being an ex-archangel most slaves hated him and wanted to attack him just because of his history. Zehair smiled as the guards started to drag him back to the cells.<br/><br/>The screams and yells of the demons and demoness' amuses Zehair in a way. It was the only pleasure he allowed himself while in the cell. Zehair looked up from the ground as the guards stopped. His cell wasn't here, why had they stopped? The guards dropped him and one pulled out a vile of a blackish liquid. "Drink up wretch." The one with the vile held it up to his face while the other punched him in the gut causing Zehair to let out a groan from the pain. While his mouth was open The other quickly emptied the vile down his throat. Zehair coughed a few times before his vision became blurred. "*cough* Heh, poisen eh? What's wrong? Can't get me killed without cheating? Heh heh. . . ungh. . ." The guards laughed and one made his hand into a fist and hit his check with the back of it. "Shut it worm, no one gave to permission to talk." The other one chuckled and a smirk appeared across it's face. "Now, now. We could kill you if we wanted. But this way it's much better. We get to see you get teared to pieces as someone slowly rips you apart. And beside we got a lot of money placed on the fella you're fightin' so we need ya to die."<br/><br/>Zehair grunted as the two guards preceded to beat then grabbed his arms and yanked him up again dragging him towards the stairs. At the very bottom with the rest of the slaves was where he was held. When they reached the stairs the guards looked at eachother and smiled tossing him down them and laughing as Zehair tumbled down the stairs. At the bottom Zehair coughed up blood and some of the black liquid. The guards came down the stairs and yanked his aching body up causing him to yell out in pain as he had broken several bones on the way down. The two guard laughed as Zehair stared at the ground breathing heavily. They then yanked him into a standing position and pushed him forward. Zehair stumbled forward and fell to the ground in front of Vess's cell. He looked up at he and smiled lightly as the guards stomped on him then picked him up. "Keep moving , you filthy worm!" Zehair struggled to his feet and walked over to the empty cell next to hers and the guard pushed him into it slamming the door.<br/><br/>Zehair crawled over to the wall and sat up. His cuts on his back though still bleeding seemed to be almost closed. His angelic traits stayed with him even though he wasn't holy anymore. He looked over at Vess then around the room at the howling demons wasting strength trying to break from their cells. A pity none of these demons will last as long as Zehair has. He looked over at Vess again and smiled at her. "I assuming you'll last longer than most. Since you're the only. . . well almost the only cool headed one here. My names Zehair." He turned the front of his body to her grunting slightly as his body still ached from his merciless beating. He had hole just below his neck. The hole swirled with the most of unholy energies and a large number four burned into his pale while skin just left of the hole. Zehair cleared his throat silently as he heard the racket going on up stairs. As he heard that the princes were here his eyes seemed to fill with hatred and a dark aura grew around his body powerful enough for the demons around his cell to feel. She stood and grabbed the bars of his cell and listened to the announce as he talked and an grin crossed his face. "Looks like it's time to have fun. He looked over at Vess. "Hope I wont have to kill you. It would be a shame to kill someone as young as you."