Angus watched amusedly as Wyatt squirmed at the glaive's point and began spouting something somewhat useful. The employer was a spellcaster. The employer interrogates his prisoners, sometimes with magic and sometimes with minions. The employer was not strong. The employer was very protective of a piece of rope. Before any more could be learned from Wyatt, the thug passed out. Angus raised an eyebrow at this, he was fairly certain he'd only scratched Wyatt's neck, and one does not simply pass out from a scratched neck. Angus wondered for a moment if magic was at work here.

However, Angus would quickly forget about that as he heard the little tiefling girl talk about her time as a prisoner in this place and of how she had been treated by the elf man and his minions. By the end of her story, Angus was shaking with anger. "An' I thought I was cross before." Angus said to himself. When he heard one of the others start talking about something irrelevant, Angus lifted Orchid's glaive above his head and brought it down on Wyatt's neck, separating his head from his shoulders with one fell blow. After doing so, Angus walked over to the exit, shoved Aron aside, and kicked down the door. "MACALISTER!" Angus bellowed as he charged out into the unknown.

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Action: Angus kills Wyatt.
Movement: Angus leaves the cells.
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