Kargek had remained out cold throughout the trip--luckily for them--only occasionally twitching and grumbling in protest though he could never focus well enough to awaken. When the three of them had gotten his dead weight into the basement he began to slowly come too, eyes fluttering open and closed though he refrained from making too much noise to ensure they would not know he was waking.
When the chains went around his ankles he tensed. Shit, shit, shit... But he made no move to open his eyes as another voice joined the two already present. When he felt the light brushing of fingers and then another manacle wrapping its way around his first wrist the man took action and grabbed the girl by the throat as she leaned across him to get his next arm, chucking her across the room, a great roar accompanying his actions. With heaving breaths the tall man looked about the dim room, hunched over as to not knock his head against the low ceiling. "Back," he growled, "get away from me." Kargek screamed the command, blood starting to rush into his head causing him to swoon and fall a few steps back against a wall.