“Ryuu…” Matsu muttered a fraction as the sight of the silver haired boy finally came into perfect sight. Well, not perfect in the sense that he could see much more than a few defining characteristics amongst the blur of the rest of his vision. The white haired man found his throat sore, and a sudden perplexity to want to sleep came over him. Shi, who had been yelling in Matsu's mind, had all but become silent now, and Matsu had all but forgotten about him.
“What is it?” Ryuu asked turning his head a fraction as he tried to work of the binding ailments. Matsu found himself once again barely able to find the words to begin to describe what to say. After a few seconds, he managed the first thing that came to mind.
"Why are you here?” Matsu finally asked unsure of his words even made sense anymore. He could barely think straight.
“When I get you out I’ll tell you.” Ryuu asked back, and all Matsu could do was nod a fraction not truly grasping the idea or the context of it. All he could think on was the pounding in his head and the feeling of hot sticky blood continuing to move down his face and features. He wanted it to stop... wanted the blood to stop... yet....
Time passed like a marathon runner, and an hour passed as Ryuu continued to work. Matsu, who had all but passed out at that point, was simply trying to fight for consciousness by that time. His mind was slowly beginning to recap what had happened and what would happen....
“Why wont you just open!” Ryuu muttered aloud causing Matsu to come back to himself again.
Suddenly a clicking sound hit Matsu's ears, and he suddenly felt himself drop. A sudden broken fear that he would hit the floor and not be able to get up again enveloped Matsu. However, Ryuu's catch managed to calm the white haired man. Being forced to sit upright as Ryuu tried to work with the leg shackles, Matsu sat somewhat like a ragdoll on the floor as though carelessly thrown aside. Time continued on as Ryuu fought to get the last of the bondage off.
Ryoen stood in the shadows of the cell with his head down. He had been transported there, by Noiren himself, and was now watching this seen play out. His eyes moved over and watched as the boy successfully unlocked the shakes himself. Just as I thought... he's coming to terms with the powers in the demon world itself.... the red haired man sighed outwards suddenly catching the attention of Ryuu for the first time. The slate haired boy's head had turned, and he was now staring face to face with Ryoen. The red haired demon lord gave a wave and a calm smirk.
"Ryoen..." Ryuu said paling a fraction as though unsure of what to do.
"Ya," Ryoen answered back. The demon lord shrugged his shoulders a bit. "What of it?"
"Are.... are..." Ryuu tried as though unable to find the word.
"Friend or Enemy?" Ryoen joked a fraction. "Neither, kid. I'm your Trainer, remember?" he smiled a bit. "By the way, this cell has a shelf life of about ninety two hours... it's been ninety so far.. I suggest you get out." Turning and starting out of the dungeon. "Just teleport yourself home. Consider it a part of training. You have two hours. Later kid." And with that, Ryoen walked out of the dungeon and locked the door behind him. Now to see if he can get out.... Ryoen smirked to himself.
