Walking into the room still holding his stomach and side he bit his lip from crying out in pain, it hurt so bad he thinks they bruised his stomach or so. Sighing to himself he made himself dress in warmer clothing before he took his wand holster putting it in the box. If he was going to be stuck here at least he was going to be warm before he handed his wand over. Did he have a choice on giving his wand over? No he didn't, did he want to give his wand over? That was a definite no for sure but once again no choice. Thank merlin for the dark, cause there was hate and anger in his blue eyes from all this nonsense.


Not saying a word, he walked further into the room and seen his friend Quinn giving him a nod. Okay this was going to stink dragon dung, but at least he wasn't alone and had some company. He was trying to see the bright side of this, he knew they were going to get out, as long as he held onto that hope he'll be okay. His mind wondered to Dahlia, he didn't mean to break their promise but he couldn't let his frineds suffer, it wasn't who he was.


Although he hopes that she waa okay and safe, he didn't want her to cry over him not being around but had a feeling that she was he knew her too well. Sighing to himself he sat down against the wall resting his head against it. This wasn't the end for them, only for a little while he was determined by that.