[color:"00cccc"] I lowered my knife. Kiya's aggression toward me was surprising. It would be returned in kind if she wished it however. I got up and waved at DQueene and Nero. It was at least good to see them again.
"Jurak is my friend now woman!" I glared at Kiya. "He's free to make his own choices!"
"Free the creatures eh?" I pondered. Thinking of what that witch had said. I walked up to the row of buttons. "Hmmmmm, lets see how this works....."
I raised my axe and slid the blade across the wall above. Lightning arced from the blade blowing rocks apart......Revealing the core of the problem.
A tiny imp sat at a row of levers. "Eeeeek!" It yelped as I swatted it away. The whole thing was simple now. Every time someone other than Aganeth had pressed the buttons, the imp was trained to re-raise the cages. I reached inside and switched the levers. All of the cages came to the ground.
I grinned at Kiya. She turned away and muttered something under her breath... [/color]
" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin
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