[Rosekitten]

In hopes of what? What was he missing here that was going on. There was nothing before, or at least nothing that he knew about. Why was he thinking about that anyway or in that way. Let alone Mizuki had it right, if there was anything (and there wasn't) than it was dead long ago.

No he didn't know honestly. Yeah he sorta did but he never thought much on it. Mizuki could use any element he wanted, it never dawned on his as being rare or anything because he never bothered looking into magic. Why would he? So what the hell was this then? Well aside from the fact that they just tried to kill the man before the cell.

With the last thing that Sander said he motioned for some of his men to come to him. Opening the door he knew that the duo in the cell couldn't fight. This made it all the better. The one was known as a guard so odds of prying information from him were slim to none. But that didn't mean he had to not enjoy himself in the mean time. Sure they could just kill him but where was the fun in that? He'd rather see the two suffer.

No he wouldn't kill either... maybe put Mizuki close to death or maybe a days from it. Sander would rather savor the thought of his old 'friend' suffering. Either way he put them both in different rooms. This was part of the plan as well. Once he had gotten bored of the guard he would simply tell Mizuki he was dead. The reaction would probably be priceless.

Though sure enough as he thought Thal never breathed a word of information. Such a shame he didn't have a necromancer at his disposal, he might just kill the male and have the body reanimated so he could get whatever secrets he was holding onto. Either way he made sure to add a few new holes to the one Mizuki swore not to care about. Maybe they would both die who knew? He shrugged the thought off.

Going to the room he had put Mizuki in he smiled wickedly at him. "It's almost a shame really." He started as he waked to the side of the table he had Mizuki strapped to picking up a small lade and inspecting it. "Your friends race are such proud fighters... sadly I didn't get anything from him before he broke." He laughed a little expecting at least a little reaction. Broke being a word he'd let Mizuki toy with in his mind, it could mean he killed him or not.

"Either way I still have you to play with for a while." Though he had put the blade down and picked up a needle before injecting it into Mizuki's arm. "In case your wondering.. it heightens all senses. So pain is multiplied, along with anything else." This normally sped the process along though he was ready to take his sweet time with this one.

Putting the needle down he seemed to look over the blade once more debating a little. "I wonder how long you can fight in your present condition. We really should do something about those broken ribs now shouldn't we?" He grinned before moving a tray over near the table. "How about we start there and see how much you scream."