Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27226023-20150807001143/@comment-27235572-20150808131432

Petra and Lalka crept towards the hole. Well, Lalka did, helping Petra along, because her natural movements typically caused noise. She was surprisinginly light for a statue and Lalka was surprisinginly strong for a human, so they tended to help each other out in these sort of situations.

Peering through the room, Petra began examining the room, despite the terrified thoughts of Lalka roaring in her ears. Studying the statues briefly, she focused her attention on the hag and the two girls. One of the girls seemed to be trying to talk her way out of there. Silently, the two girls exchanged a look.

Lalka quickly palmed a small explosive into her hand. Petra, however, was more slow arming herself. Furrowing her brow, her arm slowly metamorphosed into a stone sword. Her expression was perfectly neutral and calm filled her mind, even though Lalka was both angry, afraid and worried.

Petra would do anything to protect her mistress, and if protecting these two girls was what her mistress wanted, she would do it.