Lancelot pulled out his hand half sword Frostslash from under his cloak and took the lead, running forward.
As he passed Alamir, he swung his longsword, startling the Elves. The plain sword blade struck the iron chain that was holding him, and to everyone's surprise, it cleanly cut through the chain as thick as a forearm, leaving only half a foot of chain still attached to the collar around the elf's neck.
Alamir stared blankly at the smooth cut, until Bruto pushed him to snap out of it. Too much had happened today, and he found himself distracted several times.
The Elves shook their heads, disdainfully threw the chain that symbolized their enslavement aside, and quickly followed the three Succubus who had already run into the passage, towards their freedom.
The group quickly ran up the stairs, but halfway up, Lancelot and Bruto suddenly stopped, causing Kalalin, who was right behind them, to bump into them.
