Jude stepped back from the grate.  "Impressive.  It's an adamantium shell that completely surrounds this pit, just below the surface.  It's protected by an energy-draining enchantment that was actually worked into the metal as it was created.  This is one solid prison."<br/>--There are no doors I cannot open.--<br/>--I could be through that in five seconds.--<br/>--You'd go through everything else as well.--<br/>--You want the Amazons dead.  What's the problem?--<br/>"One, there's an ally in here with us.  Two, I'm not sure that killing them all is the right response here.  Three, one of them could easily be the Key we need to get back to Earth."<br/>--We don't exactly<em>need</em>a Key...--<br/>"Don't even suggest that."  Jude was about to go on, when he remembered that Ace was in the room.  He probably looked like he was talking to himself.  Jude thought about possible explanations he could give, decided none sounded convincing, and chose to act as if his last two sentences hadn't happened.<br/>"So yeah, it looks like we're pretty well shut in here.  Do you have anything that can get us out?  I'd bet they teach more experienced agents all kinds of techniques for situations like..." He shook his head.  "But where are my manners?  We haven't even been introduced thanks to all these distractions."  His right hand extended.  "Jude."