Maybe she was able to contact Aculus.
Cyprian hated that he was depending on the bony warrior to save Riley from Mave. The last thing he wanted, was some other male rescuing his female. Particularly that male. The Osivoire had more than a benign interest in Riley.
Cyprian realized he was growling when Vintor cleared his throat. Cyprian moved closer to Vintor, in case their conversation was being monitored.
“We’ve got a serious problem,” Cyprian began.
“Why do I have a feeling I’m not going to like what’s about to come out of your mouth?”
“We don’t need to worry about being sold. In fact, if we don’t find a way out of here soon, we won’t need to worry about anything at all, because Distraho will cease to exist.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. There’s information here that people want permanently erased. I was coming to find you, so we could come up with a plan, when this shit happened.”
“So, what are we going to do?” Vintor asked.
“I’m working on it. How are you?” Cyprian asked his friend.
“I feel like a pile of shit.”
“That’s about how you look.”
“Thanks.” Vintor smirked at Cyprian.
“You think you can get up?”
“I can get up. I can walk. Give me a minute, and I might be able to run.”
Vintor didn’t appear to have any broken limbs, though he likely had several cracked ribs. Knowing the warrior, he had fight left in him.
Cyprian got up, and took a very short walk around their cell, looking for a way to sabotage the barrier. The stone walls made it impossible to access the electronics.
I might be able to pry the cover off the air vent, and use it to short the barrier, he thought as he ran his hand over the metal screen. But I’m sure the guards will get here before that happens.
Cyprian could see one amphibious guard several paces down the hall to the left, and a Verrater further down on the right. There was one guard for every twenty cells. Four total in this section. He glanced at the Toufik in the opposite cell.
“You think they put us with the Toufik to taunt us?” Vintor asked, seeing the direction of Cyprian’s gaze.
“Probably. Guard,” Cyprian yelled. “What time is it?”
“Back away from the door,” the guard barked without answering his question.
Cyprian caught the Toufik across the hall making a gesture.
“Midmorning. Thanks,” Cyprian gestured to the tan furry male. “Dammit. I can’t believe it’s that late.”
The drugs they’d used to subdue him had stolen so much precious time.
Movement by the flickering door attracted Cyprian’s attention. He turned to see the Overseer scuttling toward their cell.
“Nice of you to pay us a visit,” Cyprian bit out.
“I have a proposition for you,” the Overseer stated, as he looked at the cell wearing a disgusted moue.
Yeah, it’s disgusting. You should clean up this dump. The thought of Riley spending even a moment in the vile place, had him seething.
“What did you want to discuss?” Cyprian asked, while trying to maintain his temper.
“Let us go somewhere more comfortable.”
The general attempted to not look overly eager as the Overseer disengaged the barrier. Cyprian extended a hand to Vintor, helping him to his feet. He held his breath as they crossed the threshold. Cyprian looked to the Toufik still trapped in the surrounding cells.
“The Cadi Alpha has not forgotten you,” he silently gestured, so his hairy brethren would know Kagan hadn’t abandoned them.
“Your proposal?” Cyprian asked, once they made it out of the slave wing.
“My client, Jyk, wants you out of the way. It was your companions that suggested you be sold. I however think there is another way to honor my best client’s wishes.”
“Which is?”
“You were rather popular in the coliseum. I could use a few warriors such as yourselves to entertain my guests,” the Overseer explained.
As the Overseer spoke, Cyprian took note of the halls and exits they passed. He was certain they were heading to the Overseer’s office. The slimy male had two guards trailing them. It would take more than that, to keep him from tearing the Overseer apart one tentacle at a time. The dumb bastard was truly arrogant.
“Be ready when we reach his office,” Cyprian gestured to Vintor, using the Toufik hand signals.
Vintor closed his fist, indicating he saw the message.
It was a mortal error for the Overseer to let the general get so close, after casting Riley to the vultures. The second they were behind closed doors, Cyprian would let the tentacled male know what it meant to cross a Cadi warrior.