"It's been about five minutes now," Eleni told Alistair in an anxious voice. The uncertainty of the situation cast a shadow over her features. "What do you think is happening in there? He hasn't made a peep, but surely he's noticed the sigil's effects?"
Alistair, his gaze fixed on the sturdy door with an intensity that seemed to bore through it, responded with a dismissive gruffness. "I don't know, nor do I care," he declared, his attention unwavering. "All I care about is that he stays in there."
He turned to his fellow second-ranker guards. "Let's get back up top. I would have preferred a little proof that he is trapped in there, but given his silence and our inability to peer into that room, we can only assume that he is. We should make use of this time to subdue the others in his group."
