[Rich]

Thanks all of you, I decided that I needn't do an Exodus for Jim as I can get all of the story into the oddysee. Bring on Slup!

"Hmm, you are indeed powerful" Came the voice of Ice in my head.
"What is happening to me!" I yelled

The pain suddenly ceased "Nothing my friend, it is nothing"
I looked around wildly. I looked upon the door which for some strange reason was wide open. I hesitated.

"Come outside"

I stepped wearily through the door. I looked up and down the passage. The cells were all empty. I walked in the direction I thought we had first came in from when something kicked me in the back.
I turned and found myself face to face with Ice.
"If you have any sense you will surrender now and become a member of the Dark Hand!"

I chose no. I long fight ensued which Ice nearly won. At one point I pushed his head agaist a hot pipe. He screamed in pain until I released him. Half of his face was burned raw down to the bone in places. His one remaining eye scowled. He retaliated by cutting through a pipe with a spell. Steam shot at me blinding me temperarily. I copied his idea by grabbing a bar. I smacked a pipe which sprayed Ice with oil. The next pipe didn't break but sparks flew off igniting the oil. Ice stood up burned and bleeding and ran at me. I fell off balance. He uttered a few words. His foot turned into a red hot branding iron. He reached for my chest. I prayed.

A large blade answered my prayers cutting through the steel brander which fell useless on the floor.
I muttered "Glanrond Ethyrnt nasven" I knew it as an ancient word for 'fall before the light'.

The Brander turned into the sign of peace. I grabbed it and mindlessly thrust it against Ices Heart.

He instantly fell dead in front of me...