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opened the far door.  Peering thru she saw another guard his back to the door.  Using the hilt of the sword that she had liberated from one of the cell guards she flung the door open and smashed it into the skull of the guard rendering him unconscious.  She took his wristband and added it to the one on her left arm then drained his energy as well; feeling a bit more confident at the increased energy flowing through her.  Seeing a stairway leading up she took the steps two at a time and began working her way out of the dungeons.
    At the top of the stairs was yet another door.  She opened it a crack and peered through.  She saw a busy room with people hurrying to and fro.  To her relief of the many only two had wristbands.  Unfortunately all of them had swords; she was going to have to time this just right.
    Using the remaining energy that she had pulled from the guards below, she raced into the guard room and grasped the nearest man by the arm draining him until he fell still.  The rest of the room exploded into action.  Using the chaos to her advantage she was able to dispatch two more with her sword. Leaping with borrowed power she catapulted herself to a desktop and chopped the arm above the wrist of one of the wrist-banded guards disabling his ability to get more energy and causing him to drop his weapon. She then jumped down and crouching near his side and drained him the rest of the way.
    In what seemed both hours and seconds long she had killed by the sword or by draining their power a dozen guards and found herself alone with more than just a few bodies.  Seeing yet another door she sighed and made her way toward the exit to what she hoped was the final way out.  Suddenly the world seemed red.  Like looking through a window of stained glass everything had a red hue.  She started feeling weak.  All of the energy that she had garnered from the guards faded like a cloud robbing the warmth of a sunny day.  She reached for the door handle as her knees buckled and she sagged to the floor.
    The door opened revealing the contemptuously leering agent, Sapp.
    “Mademoiselle,” spoke a falsely jovial voice.  “What a surprise to see you here .  Why are you not in your quarters,” her captor said insincerely.   The wristbands, that she had taken, unbuckled by themselves and flew away from her reach.  “You won’t need those.”
    When Leslie regained consciousness she was manacled to an examination table.  Looking up she saw King Allion looking down upon her.
    “You know Mademoiselle Coeur for a descendant of a non-potent race, you are most ingenious.  It must be the Elios blood that you have been contaminated with.   As much as I despise them I have to admit they are a resourceful foe.”
    Leslie remained silent testing her bonds as unnoticeably as possible.
    Noting her flexing, Pechor who was now fully in control of King Allion smiled condescendingly.  “You cannot break those.  I have used glyphs provided by my enemy to secure them and while it hurts my pride to do so it saves me from wasting my lumen on the trivial matter of detaining prisoners.”  The King seemed to put emphasis on the word ‘my’.
    “Normally,” continued Pechor, “I would not waste time on you but Allion who has graciously agreed to host me, was very concerned about an individual that you knew as Stafford.  I am told that a somewhat incapable agent known as Wendell killed him. As we have no witnesses and no body I am forced to take the precaution of making sure that a foe that would cause such consternation in my Host is not, shall we say, a loose thread lying around preparing to unravel my plans.  As you were one of the last to spend time with Stafford I need to know the extent of your relationship and to know if he has or had plans to overthrow the Infin Monarchy.  This would of course include his organization and co-conspirators as well.”
    As if on cue Wendell entered the room and eyed the captured woman with