He grinned, and shrugged, before backing off, hands raised to ward off an imaginary blow. "Relax. I am not holding back, the sole person down there was as crazy as any seven combined creatures you could name, and I had to wish him back to temporary sanity, which was wearing off when I teleported back. And he wasn't that sane while I was talking to him. Kept screaming about me being a spy and trying to kill me."<br/><br/>He glanced at the pair of busty centauresses, before continuing the conversation with telepathy.<em>He was a crew member, and that was one of several ships, if his rambling made any sense. The others are down there, likely as loony, but I discovered the 'key' to the defense shield while it was done, so I or anyone I give the 'key' to can get back in and out without problems. And I am going to put the shadow stalkers on finding others, and getting them out if they want. That place is a hell, at least to me, and if I go back, it will not be alone. I will need some serious moral support. I nearly killed the crazy bastard to get him to shut up. But everything down there is technology, and if I can understand how to combine it and magic, nothing can stand against me and mine, which would be a bad thing if I didn't just want to be left the fuck alone.</em>