Water dripped rhythmically onto Lucius's face from the cave ceiling. His cell was entirely carved into the rock with a set of metal bars covering the opening. Guards walked back and forth in front of his cell on a rotating basis, with at least one person walking past him every five minutes.
Knowing who he was seemed to put them on edge despite having more than enough troops to hold him back in the event of the worst. They also already had him outfitted with a full set of armor and a dozen accessories, each of which would shock him into oblivion should they activate one of their control crystals.
Lucius chose to sit quietly in his cell and wait for his strength to finish returning to him. He had been well on his way to recovery even before he was taken in by Itorin and his Master Rankers. Using Channeling, he was able to hide a lot of his strength. Currently he was slowly releasing more and more of his mana to feign the speed of his recovery.
