Good work Lyrik, you found us an escape.

[She gives Lyrik a big smile and annoyingly ruffles his hair]

We take the hall that's free. Shitty chopped up floor usually means pitfalls or spikes which usually mean death. I like you idiots. I'd prefer to not have to tell the others that you got your dumb asses killed.

[She immediately slings her bow back on her shoulder before unsnapping the snaps holding the scythe to her back and swings it in front of her before starting her way down the hall.]