[Rosekitten]

Oh he knew that he wasn't going to be lucky enough to be killed the first day. Oh wouldn't that be some luck. In fact everything already hurt as it was and it was about all he could do to not just want to double over in pain. Though he was too stubborn to show any of that. Not if he was going to give in to pain it would be after he was alone.

Though this was when Needren seemed to introduce a new addition to this 'game'. Explaining what the pin did Thalion knew he was in trouble now. That meant he wasn't going to be able to rest even... fuck his luck. Least forcing some rest he knew he could hold out longer but now he was more or less biding time and sooner or later he would lose.

There even seemed to be more that this day would bring before it ended as Needren seemed to introduce a dragonkin female. They were hardly known for being sunshine and daisies on a good day. Though with him saying this was Mizuki's right hand he knew he was in for it. Great they had let the lesser of the two evils go first.

Even with Luna doing some of her worst he still refused to give in to telling them anything useful. This treatment went on for a few days even and he still refused to break. Granted he talked less and less and seemed to come back with smart comments only every once in a while. Maybe when he thought he could spare the breath for it.

More or less he knew they had won, though they still weren't getting anything from him. He'd take it to his damned grave. The torture for today seemed to be shorter then the others as the dragonkin left in a huff. He was glad she left as he breathed out finally and winced in pain. "damn it.." He hissed out under his breath barely even able to say that much.

He wasn't sure how many more days he was going to be able to put up with this before his body gave out. He wanted to keep fighting but he could only do that for so long and he knew it. He wasn't sure if there was a spot left that wasn't bloodied by this point and he wasn't really sure if some of it was seriously damaged or not. Not that it mattered he wasn't getting out of here and whatever reason no matter how close to death he seemed to be that pin seemed to prevent him from losing it enough to probably break out of it.

Though in this shape he'd probably die anyway but still he'd take someone with him at the least. Lack of sleep and food and water yeah he wasn't lasting much longer and he hated that he was going to die here. Maybe he could haunt the damned bastard who was in charge of this camp. He wanted to just hurry up and die already but he was too stubborn to give them the satisfaction of winning just yet. Prolonging this torment was the better option in his mind.