To the left, Brendan stood there grinning through the bars that contained him. “It is working,” he mouthed silently, aware that there may have been other prisoners that they could not trust. The mere fact that Brendan was standing meant that he had healed as they had focussed. That was one thing they had never discussed. Obrett had known that the two were linked, but each order had a different interpretation of what focussing actually did for a man. Shortly Ispen appeared, his face filling the gap in the heavy oaken door. Next to him Jacob stood with his head tilted back so that he could see more. It appeared that he was not the tallest of men. After a silent moment where those that could made eye contact with the others, they moved back in to the space of their own cells, to await the res
