"Your unconditional cooperation, Lennox." 

Sevarian smiled, before motioning for Kathlin to follow him as he began to head towards the exit of the room. The three men behind her had positioned themselves in a triangle around her, and walked with her as they followed the Knight Commander out into the corridors.

The corridors were as dark as the cells she had been, the only source of light being a torch carried by one of the chevaliers accompanying them. The hungry flames cast a flickering light out across the darkened corridors, showing the bare rock walls that surrounded them, the floor being the only part of the corridor that had actualy been covered by proper stone slabs in contrast to the bare and jagged reef rock walls.

"I am afraid that the things you have seen, the things that you have heard, have rendered your personal freedom a problem." Sevarian explained as they walked down through the corridors, only being able to see a few feet ahead of them, and surrounded by an amorphic darkness that seemed to creep slowly in on them. It was completely silent in the empty hallways that they walked through, almost as if it had been a tomb or a resting place.
The way they were able to navigate their way through the seemingly darkened maze of narrow corridors that stretched and turned in every direction seemed to suggest that Sevarian must have been quite familiar with them from before.

There were numerous doors along the way, the letters on the sighs next to them becoming illuminated by the torch as they passed. Some read 'Storage B', 'Ammunition Storage: Fourth Level', but a lot of the doors they passed had no labels either, seemingly in conflict with the orderly numeration of the other doors.

Eventually however, they reached a series of corridors that were lit; the sconces burning ever so quietly on the wall. But the light they cast was not that of familiar red flame, but a haunting, blue and mysterious flame that burned in almost complete silence, casting a strange, azure light across the corridor. 

"You will go no further." Sounded Sevarian's voice all of a sudden, as he motioned towards the two chevaliers who had been following them. They saluted, before spreading out to either wall to take up guard positions while Sevarian walked through the door in front of them, followed closely by Kathlin and the battlemage behind her. The room they entered was a larger, circle shaped stone room, with an oval roof, with stone pillars running up across the bare rock walls on the side. The room was mostly free of furniture, aside from some dark purple and mythical runes that adorned the surface of the floor at the center of the room.

Upon entering the room, four other men appeared from the surrounding walls, as if they had been waiting for them. They all wore longer, white robes and hoods, and their attention was focused on Sevarian without question. 

"Fortunately for you, little girl, I will not require your life." Sevarian explained, turning to look towards Kathlin.

" ... only your fragile mind."