Name’s Pin. Pleasure to meet you — and thanks for the rescue, really. Let me guess — you’re here for Lady Marjorie, trying to round up the lost orphans? Don’t give me that look; she’s the only one with the key to this blasted pit. Probably made a spare before sending us down here. Always thinking two steps ahead, that one.

I used to think she had our backs. Still want to believe it. But these days? I think we’re just pieces on her board. And no one mourns a pawn when it gets knocked over. If she sent you down here, I’d watch your step. If you think she’s on your side just because she asked nicely... you’re already playing her game — and losing.

Yes… if you’re quick — and I mean quick — and you destroy him before he gets the chance to feast, those souls stay trapped in the gems. Smash ‘em. That’ll release ‘em. Might even bring someone back, if you’re lucky.