At the words 'prisoner' and 'her', the group quickly put together the nature of the captivity. Erin was the first down the stairs, bounding forward, her hands alight with flame, Talia not far behind, as Damien took up the rear, still limping slightly as he made his way down to the basement. Torak and Akiros remained above, with him, the dwarf muttering to himself, while Akiros seemed... particularly angry about hearing this, his fist clenching in anger, repeatedly.<br/><br/>After about ten minutes, the four emerged from the basement, the kitsune wrapped in a heavy cloak, the others escorting her up carefully. "Get her food and water," Damien said, a core of steel in his voice, as they moved her carefully.