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Casavir didn't know where he was. He seemed to be kneeling in a submissive position, but yet he was still outfitted with his weapons and armor. It didn't make sense to him. He looked around, but he couldn't see anything. He didn't know if this was the work of a spell, or if he was really just in complete darkness. He waited for a few seconds, seeing and hearing nothing, but not wanting to call attention to himself in case he wasn't alone. It was eerie.

Then, as if someone had flipped a switch, he could see again. It had been a spell, he realized, because he had suddenly regained his hearing as well. It was a pity the first thing that reawakened his senses was her.

Blooden.

"You've come to, I see. Good," the monstrous being oozed.

"Where have you taken me?" the paladin demanded.

"Why, I believe you already know," she cooed.

Casavir looked around. She was right, but that didn't make sense. This looked like the room with one of the six summoning circles used to strengthen Ammon Jerro. Casavir was sure this place had collapsed when the demons had broken free after Shandra's sacrifice.

"Your eyes do not deceive you...anymore, at least." She grinned. "This is indeed where you and your little friends were when we first met not too long ago. Most of this place has crumbled in on itself, but my miserable little hovel here was nearly untouched. How fortunate for me," she scathed.

"Then why have you brought me here if you disdain this place so much?" Suddenly, the paladin heard growling behind him.

"Ah, just in time. You remember those lovely little hell hounds I asked your beloved Leader to have sent my way?"

Casavir stared at them, saw that their ferocious faces were all turned toward him.

"It seems their master forgot about them. How bored they must be; they've been stuck here, probably without a thing to eat…except that miserable woman's corpse, of course." He could hear the sick smile in her voice. "Oh, they don't fight at their best when they're hungry, you see. My succubi have been winning every battle, and that's no fun."

Casavir got to his feet and prepared to fight them all at once. There was nothing else he could do. It didn't ease his mind that his friends probably had no idea where he was, either, but he wasn't afraid. He just had to fight them off until he could figure out a way to get out of here.

Hopefully there still was a way out.