[@ShadowVentus][@Jollan]

The farther down the stairwell brought the low rumble of a man's voice and the awfully familiar voice of Cilia. From the sound of the steady cresendo of their voices it seemed as if they were arguing. At the bottom of the stairwell it opened into a large room. A majority of the space was taken up by machinery, easy to hide behind but there was one wall clear of machinery to be covered in bars. It was there that a large, buff man stood and behind the bars was Cilia, looking a little worse for wear but alive.