James looked between the two. He noticed how astonished the once trapped man seemed to be. One look at him, and he could tell how nervous the man actually was. He sensed injury, which would be obvious considering what had happened. He nodded when they asked if it was him, if he had been the one to free them. 

"yes."
He said that rather simply. He winced a bit when he saw the once trapped man attempt to flee after making such an announcement, only to reveal that he was injured. He followed them as they made for the clearing. He ran with ease, knowing they had to get to a safe location to attend to the injured man properly. He acted as a guard in case they were attacked. 




Despite a lack of medicine, his 'master' still tended to the mans' leg on his own, which surprised him, and the following CRUNCH of bones made him wince once again. He glanced behind him for a moment before he raised his hand. He let a little bit of his energy flow into the injured mans' leg to aid in his healing. He lowered his hand when he was finished. He blinked and looked at his 'master' who was now questioning what he was. He sighed. He shook his head. 


"I am no such things. I would much rather be a pile of pig droppings than such a creature."
James narrowed his eyes and frowned as he said that. He did not bother to keep his voice low for he did not care if he disturbed the now sleeping 'guest' or not. James crossed his arms. He raised an eyebrow. He simply nodded when the other male introduced himself, clearly not realizing they already knew each other. 


"I am James. I am the most powerful magic user of this known land, or I was until that awful day, when an enemy took me by surprised and stripped me of my mortal form and imprisoned me as a metal servant to other mortals!"
James took a deep breath and calm down.  
"We have met before...master."


He waited for him to make the connection. James was prepared to explain further if need be. His story was a terrible one. He had had a great life: He had succeeded his father as the great top magic user of the lands. He was a well loved noble. Women wanted to become his bride. He was even engaged and starting his own path to becoming even greater. Then, a jealous man dared to challenge him, wanting everything he had. He had managed to deter the guy for many days. However, the enemy had found a way to catch him off guard by spreading a rumor of his bride being unfaithful. He had gone to investigate and that was when he was attacked. Using a forbidden spell, the enemy man had imprisoned his soul within a cold unfeeling form, that sword. Then, his life was gone forever. The years had passed since then, until his 'master' found him, and everything changed. 



He narrowed his eyes as he remembered his past.