The Star Dragon Sword glanced from Frey and over to Sierra as she offhandedly replied to the Prince’s question. He made not attempt to verbally add anything further, but instead, gave one sharp nod in return to confirm her words.

He felt an eyebrow rise up in surprise at Frey’s following words, and muttered irritably. “I would use caution down there I suspect that the lower regions of this institution are nothing but a trap for us patients.” Ever since he’d arrived here there had been numerous intercom messages urging them to head down lower, but if there was one thing he knew about megalomaniacal humans, it was their final destination was never in the basement, but in the highest peaks of their castles. He doubted that the rule was any different here either.

“And what of you Sierra?” The Night Rune asked gruffly as his amber gaze slid over to the vampiress. He would never verbally admit that she was one of the few who he would look out for, and despite her stubborn nature and foul temperament, he would look out for those who were connected to his rune and she was no exception. Frey’s connection with the Dawn Rune also placed the boy into that category – even if that damn rune was brought into creation because of himself and that blasted Sun Rune.