She was now in a stone room, crumbling after perhaps millennia of neglect. Some of the strange glowing crystals lighting the cavern had been brought in as light sources. Water dripping from a crack in the ceiling had formed a tall, sturdy column of limestone. Of more immediate concern, however, was the fact that she was tied to it, and neither Grav nor Kit were there to answer her.
A large Serenian man squatted down before her, green eyes curious and cruel. He was powerfully built, with thick, beefy arms, and with a face that had clearly been punched too many times. "Good. You're awake. Next, I would have had to cause some pain," he said, as if he were disappointed that he didn't get to.
