บท 65: Free?  

In less than a foot, I went from pitch darkness to the brightest, harshest light I could ever imagine. The difference between the two left me reeling for a moment before my helmet made the necessary adjustments, and I was able to see.

But maybe I would have been better off being blinded.

In the middle of the light was a black creature that looked like something out of a nightmare. Its head was hung down as if in defeat. It was somewhat elongated, but it had the trademark locs and helmet of a Saalistaja, making me wonder just how someone had been able to capture one of the hunters and lock him down here for centuries.

His muscles were lean, not nearly as built as Ba'dqeel's or Axis', but they were well-defined. Following one arm, I sucked in a deep breath as I finally noticed the five black chains holding the male into place. There was a thick black cuff on each arm, and I could only assume there was one more on each leg.