Lan Fan and Ling were pulled in to the dungeon.

Dewei Yang was very confident, now that he had captured Emperor Yao, and Lan Fan.

"They came to me." Dewei sounded surprised, yet smug.

He wandered off, in to the dungeon, confidently, something he was usually not. There was an extra bounce in his step, showing just how chipper, he actually was.

He had captured Ling, and his most, prized guard! Ling's guard was a real beauty; Dewei noticed. He could, now, see why Ling had risked it all, for her.

He strolled, almost casually, confident to the dungeon.

He beamed, as he caught sight of Lan Fan in her very, own cell. He couldn't help, but wander over.

"Hello, pretty lady." cooed Dewei, while smirking.

Lan Fan looked away.

"Aw... Don't be that way." Dewei cooed, sounding almost sad.

Lan Fan met his eyes with a hard glare. "Who are you?" snarled Lan Fan.

"Why; you don't know me?" Dewei stretched out the words confidently, giving the impession that he was surprised. "I am a year younger than your fiance." Dewei informed her.

"So?" Lan Fan asked harshly.

"I'm getting there!" Dewei spoke up, impatiently. "I am Ling Yao's younger half-brother, Dewei Yang!" Dewei announced grandly.