Pain filled every nerve and orifice on his body as the lightning engulfed him. He felt as if he was being literally unmade, before he lost all thought and time and fell into an abyss of darkness. He didn't know how long he would be out, or that he was even still alive until he heard a familiar voice in the distance. A voice he had grown to associate as a friend, and it was pleasant even in distress. But the urgency jolted him almost as powerfully as the dark lightning. 

He groaned, his body stirring behind Iseldis. "What?" he asked tiredly, trying to regain his faculties and his mind. The barest shake of the webbing that bound them followed as Iseldis continued to speak, and it helped to jostle him awake. "Iseldis? What happened?" Briefly he tried to move his arms, and when they wouldn't budge, he increased the pressure and the webbing bulged, but didn't break. In fact, he felt even if he was at full strength, it wouldn't break. 

"Damn," he breathed, and after a moment he hung his head. All of the past few days filled his mind, seeing everything she and he had tried to do to escape this lunatic. He didn't know why the Dark Elf wanted them dead other than petty vengeance on the surface world, and granted if he could kill her, he would have. But that was just it. He had tried. He suddenly felt as Iseldis did however long ago it was in the cavern. 

He had failed. 

"I wasn't strong enough. I'm sorry..." he said. Even as the words escaped his lips, he realized that they weren't helpful. But he couldn't help it. He didn't think they could escape the situation they were in. He only prayed to his Gods for a quick death, which judging by their still being alive, was not likely. 

He needed to make sure his companion escaped at least. "Iseldis," he whispered. His hands were bound behind his back, and he dearly hoped hers were as well. This might work. Even in the dark of the lone, gods forsaken cavern they were in, he could still feel the dagger hidden behind his back. "There's a blade at the base of my back. A small one...grab for it. Grab for it and free yourself. You need to run back to the surface. You're quicker than I am, and the witch is likely too tired of dealing with us to chase after you again. Just cut yourself free and warn the city. They need to be told of this Dark Elf's existence."
[@Luminosity]