Ahnasha did not know what the noble would do next, but the pain and horror she felt was such that it erased any semblance of rational thought she had. She did not care about anything other than stopping the pain, not their deal with the cultists, not the pack, not even Rhazii. If she could have screamed, the sound would have been deafening. Fortunately for her, Fendros' submission halted the pain for at least a moment, for as soon as he agreed to talk, the noble signaled the Breton to numb her pain. The Argonian healer returned to Fendros' side to ensure his honesty, while the noble set down his knife. Ahnasha's organs were still exposed, but for now, at least, she was not suffering. 

"Good to hear you have come to your senses. You start answering questions, and I'll start closing her up. Our tunnel will break through into the far east of the underground catacombs. What room will we be entering into?" The noble asked. 

Ahnasha had enough of her senses to understand what the noble was asking, but it was not encouraging. The far east room was the training room, and there were only two exits from there. One led to the kitchen, which would not be very interesting to an attacking force, while the other led straight to the guest rooms. Beyond the guest rooms were the cultists' quarters, which was likely where they would want to strike first in their attack. It would place Rhazii right in their way, but with the dreadful suffering she had just experienced, Ahnasha just wanted him to say anything he could to end it for her.