[There are wounds down along his right arm, most crystalized at this point in time. Some of his blood has apparently been taken while he was out, but Kaeya doesn't plan on letting that slow him down.
Once he's free, he slides to his feet and looks around. No gear. No weapons.
Unfortunate.]
Thanks... [He murmurs, hushed.] Where the hell are we?
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Once he's free, he slides to his feet and looks around. No gear. No weapons.
Unfortunate.]
Thanks... [He murmurs, hushed.] Where the hell are we?