Gritting his teeth through the pain has gotten him nothing. The room is a blur in his eyes, able to percept no one thing in particular that would be of use, and approaching the figure in the room's center has already brought him to his knee once already.
If there is something to be gleaned here, it won't be by him. Not in this condition. The bitter taste of failure after all this settles unpleasantly into the back of his throat, but he's aware enough to know he needs to retreat. Now. While he's still able to, on his own.
The stone door is eased open with a harsh grating noise, but the chains are empty. Something cold drops into the pit of his stomach.
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Gritting his teeth through the pain has gotten him nothing. The room is a blur in his eyes, able to percept no one thing in particular that would be of use, and approaching the figure in the room's center has already brought him to his knee once already.
If there is something to be gleaned here, it won't be by him. Not in this condition. The bitter taste of failure after all this settles unpleasantly into the back of his throat, but he's aware enough to know he needs to retreat. Now. While he's still able to, on his own.
The stone door is eased open with a harsh grating noise, but the chains are empty. Something cold drops into the pit of his stomach.
Then? He hears the noise from above.