As Jaakuna was literally tossed into the cell, Wesley watched as Nadeline would work her magick on Jaakuna. It would be a long process to heal him. As Wesley would look down, he couldn’t help but just chuckle at the irony. [b]“The time we need Emiri the most, she’s not with us.” [/b]Wesley probably shouldn’t laugh, but perhaps in times like this, laughing is the only thing he can do. Even though they have an obvious way out, Wesley still didn’t like the condition Jaakuna was in.

He would turn his attention to Grant. [b]“Grant don’t pretend that there isn’t a small part of you that is enjoying seeing Jaakuna like this. You’ve been hunting us for a while now and I bet you’re just enjoying seeing him near death. Would make it easier for you to reclaim your prize, would it not?” [/b]Wesley was pissed. He was pissed that Jaakuna was near death, he was pissed that he couldn’t help Emiri just as Jaakuna would feel the same, and he was just pissed overall. Wesley would pound on the cell door with both of his open palms.