Zoey leaned back against the concrete wall, looking over at Rex "We're in trouble now, aren't we?" she mumbled, as she tried to make herself comfortable down on the cold, dirty floor. Looking carefully around, she tried to find anything that could help them out of this pinch, however she couldn't see anything useful in the dim light.
A sigh left her lips, things had been bad lately, but it all culminate when a few idiots managed to capture them because of one stupid mistake. Owing to her and Rex's powers they would probably be killed, if they couldn't fine a way out of here. Zoey possessed the powers of fire, the element fire to be more precise, in addition to a few minor powers. In the medieval world it was a powerful and feared ability.