----Raslan-----

Kazen brushed his shirt off, look around the room and assessed the situation. Merlin was here, as well as Cid. That was good, it raised their chances of success.

"Good. Limbo, limbo is good." He said in a muted tone, he was still fuzzy. He hated feeling fuzzy, and the effect it had on his senses. He didn't feel as sharp, and it corrupted his decision making. 

"We need to put an end to his reign. And swiftly." He said finally, adjusting his gloves before rolling up the sleeves on his shirt. It was then that he noticed a gash on his arm. It wasn't bleeding much, but it was annoying to him  nonetheless. He looked to Soren and then to the table.

"Do we have a map?" He asked finally.