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The man had let Dorian pass, knowing that he was too late to catch up with them. By now they were probably halfway across the city. The man sighed and walked down the street as if nothing had happened.

Ariane woke up in a dark room that was illuminated by an orange flickering light, most likely from candles. Her head and back ached, and the world seemed to keep tilting back and forth. At first she thought she was on a ship. Then she realized she was laying on cold dirt, and that she was most likely underground. She propped herself up on her elbows and tried her best to focus on her surroundings. Dozens of lit candles came into view, and a disturbing red witch-like circle painted on the ground. She also realized that she was lying right in the middle of it. A shock of pain from her back caused her arms to give out and, with a cry of pain, she fell back onto the dirt.

"Sorry 'bout that, young miss." A man with what sounded like an Irish accent spoke in an annoyingly high pitched voice. "Our lad shot a pretty large tranq dart. We didn't know ye'd bleed so much."

"Where am I?" Ariane mumbled.

"Under the city of the damned, dat's where. I wonder what our lord wants with ye. Ye don't seem like much." Ariane heard the man breathe in smoke from a cigar, and that's when she noticed the smell.

"Your lord?"

The man laughed like a weasel and said, "Lucifer, miss." Ariane took a moment to take in what he had just said, and silently reached out to the only being that can reach Dorian: War. War, find Dorian. Get him here, quickly.

War heard Ariane's call, and almost instantly found Dorian in the alley. Dorian, can you hear me?