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Theseus was smart. There was no doubt about that. That's why he would always use the most unthinkable measures when it came to finding a way to escape. Even before he had met Allias there were many times when he had found himself captive by his enemies. Seeing that he had managed to stay alive after all those times showed perfectly how cunning he could be. No matter what Theseus would escape, no matter what he had to do to achieve it. 

He started spitting blood, huge crimson beads landing on the dirty floor of the small house and the two elves looked at him with wide eyes unaware of what was happening. 

"Is it the spider lily?" The younger asked. "Could it be too much?" he wondered and the older elf shrugged his shoulders. They had no idea. Someone else had set up this whole thing, the white haired man realized as he watched them panic.