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"Push past them," Marr insisted. "Only kill those who get in our way. We neither have the time nor the numbers to fight them all."

A hallway and a stairwell later, and they were in the deepest dungeon. And it was chaos. Cells had been opened - some by simply opening the door, others by outright breaking open the bars - and there were prisoners all over the place. Some were fighting guards, others were fighting each other, here and there there even were guards working alongside prisoners. It was hard to tell which were Lau'ada followers and which weren't. One thing was sure, though;

The Inquisitorial party was almost immediately beset upon by a trio of prisoners, two with shanks, one with the glowing red hands of a pyromancer.