[Uke]

Aireio looked over at her brother, who gave a small nod. "When the party leaves to get Denum's dad," she whispered. "We'll go."

--

Luda was awoken from a drugged state by loud yelling and banging.

There were a group of men trying to hold down a young boy who was fighting them desperately. He was small - maybe a preteen - with black hair that somehow stayed in perfect ringlets, despite his struggles. His skin was pale and almost a sickly grey color, but it didn't look bad on him.

One of them injected him with the purple dampener, but he continued to fight, even though it was hopeless. It was something Luda found himself admiring - it was obvious the kid wasn't going to give up, even as they shoved him into one of the tubes and locked his wrists in with the chains.