The chains felt heavy around Erets wrists as did the ones around his feet, he was exhausted, freezing and hadn't eaten in 5 days or so. By now he couldn't even stand on his own leaving him to his disgust, a helpless mess.

Of course that's what his father wanted. Or the sperm donor. As he didn't even call this man his father.

Leaning heavy against the wall Eret closed his eyes weakly. Even he with his strength and stubbornness was starting to crack, not that he'd never let his captor know that.

Sounds of shouting prompted Eret to open his eye's he blinked started as one of the guard's was thrown into the room knocking to the floor unconscious. Eret's heart jolted in his chest when Drago came barreling into the room seething.

He had only a handful of time's saw Drago Bludvist so angry.

"Drago?". Eret said weakly not having much strength to do anything else the fatigue and exhaustion was getting to him leaving him weak and vulnerable.

He hated it.

Drago jerked his head towards the voice and the closest thing to relief crossed the man's face, he rushed over to Eret's side kneeling down taking the younger man's chin in his scared hand.

"Are you alright?". Drago demanded.

"I think so". Eret mumbled. But Drago was no fool he could see his trapper was struggling to keep conscious. Which fueled him even more.

Using his Bullhook he broke the chains before gently scooping up the man. Cradling him close. Eret shivered in his hold body spamming as he broke into a coughing fit.

He needed to get Eret out of here and soon.

Eret went limp in his arms finally going unconscious keeping the man cradled close he with ease escaped the Dungeon Eret had been in for the past 5 days.

Barking at his men to ready the ship he watched as it took off away from their location, while he didn't see anybody he could feel someone watching him, his body tense keeping Eret protectively against him.

This person better watch out. Nobody took what was his.