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"I did tell you not to trust him."

Head pounding like a drum, you roll across the floor of the cage, Daedalus's voice piercing the fog inside of your mind. The voice sounding so muffled and weak, you wonder if the cloak could feel any pain? If so, you'd like nothing better than to strangle the damned thing in between your fingers for not only failing to detect the threat to your person but for being utterly useless, not that it had been entirely his fault. You should not have followed Ceeren back. It would have been so much wiser to avoid the werewolf campsite altogether until you'd learned more about how they'd come to be here, instead you'd gone in blind in search of answers and this was what you got in return.

Still the opportunity to study what the werewolves had learnt about the giants would have been difficult to pass up, but at least it hadn't all been for nothing. You'd discovered Balgrum the Bold ruled this part of the region, that the werewolves were outcasts shunned from Isles of Neeven, and that somehow Balgrum had found a way to coerce the werewolves into siding with him. Whoever this giant was, he seemed like a formidable opponent with intellect far beyond his kindred.

There also Ganrel to think about. It seemed odd that the werewolf would have kept you alive. He'd taken away your only means of defence, and no doubt tried to remove your cloak, but he had not killed you. Why, unless he meant to use you somehow? The giants did not care whether their meat was fresh or not, they killed for pleasure and to fill their enormous bellies. And the story Ganrel had told, suggested he too yearned for freedom. Could it be he hoped you would find someway to defeat the giant? No, it couldn't be that, even Ganrel would have seen you were in no condition to face a giant. Skilled as you were, it'd still take a small army to defeat a single giant, and that you did not have.

You sigh and gingerly pull yourself up to rest your back against the cage, your feet touching something in the darkness that shifted and rattled.

Mouth tight, you reach out a hand into the darkness and scrabble around the bottom of the cage, when your fingers connect with something smooth and long.

Swallowing back your fear, you pick up the object and bring it closer to the few cracks in the cage and almost drop it back down, at the realisation you were holding a pale white bone with bits of flesh still hanging off of it. Daedalus shudders at the back of your mind. "I think it may be best if we do not linger here long."

You would have nodded your head in agreement to the suggestion but your anger at Daedalus' failure to warn you, runs hot through your veins. He might not of gotten you into this mess, but he could helped you avoid it all together. After all did he not say he would warn you of any danger?

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Daedalus let out a dry laugh. "I'm afraid it is a bit more complicated than that, master. Ganrel, posed no life threatening danger to you, he simply wished to subdue you. This Balgrum on the other hand, it seems would have more carnivores intentions towards your person, so stop your sulking and get us out of here. I do not wish to be used as a giant's loincloth."

You can't help but smile at the image of Daedalus wrapped around the giant's waist, the cloak protesting indignantly at his misuse only to be ignored.

With that pleasant thought in mind, you stand back up on wobbly feet and begin feeling the cage around you for weak points, but unfortunately the thing is well made with several layers of thick wood in between you and freedom, that barely let in any light.

Still you supposed, you could try smashing your way out of here? Or maybe use magic to burn a hole through? But both had their drawbacks and could be time consuming, but what other choice did you have?

3. Combine Light Spell to search for weaknesses then use a firebolt? (Mana cost 5)

Drawing upon the magic of the cloak, you light up the darkness with a small globe of fire and are immediately confronted by blood smeared walls and piles of bones that litter the floor, showing the dozens of victims that had come before you.

Turning you search the walls around you for a weak point and see a patch of wood with claw marks carved deep into it.

Looks like someone tried to rip their way free. Taking a step back, you raise your hands and cast a firebolt towards the claw marks and see the wood crack at the blast of magic. The intense heat reflecting back upon you in the tight confines of the cage.

However the spell fails to do enough damage to the cage, the wall of branches remaining mostly intact with a blackened scorch mark upon its surface, although upon closer inspection you see that the cage has been badly weakened, and would only need one more blast of magic to cut right through. Unfortunately you're not certain you have enough mana to do that.

As your mulling over these thoughts, Daedalus gives a slight cough, "I did not wish to mention this to you earlier, since it would be harming you and it is my sworn duty to protect you, but you could use your own life force to power the spells. A somewhat risky business, that could have unintended consequences, but useful." (You now have the ability to convert Health Points into mana. 5 Health points = 3 Mana.)

(Click here if you wish to continue using magic? Mana cost 4)

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Taking a deep breathe, you raise your hands to aim at the scorch mark and release another firebolt, burning a hole clean through to the other side.

Drained, you drag yourself out into the light and take a breath of fresh air.

Battle Results

- 10 Health Points (Fire Resistance required to avoid damage)

Companion Reputation, (+1 Daedulus is pleased with your actions.)

Loot

None

(If you'd rather not use anymore of your mana, you can go back to the scenario page and select a new option.)