Shogun watched as Antonescu made his way across. He was an impressive being, with great strength to ram those spikes into the solid walls. Shogun swiftly worked out how Antonescu's plan would work, and was about walk across after Antonescu when the man smashed something in the wall, and then threw a spike onto the floor. Nothing happened. Interesting. Shogun walked across the room, his armour keeping him an inch above the floor, and was swiftly on the other side. "How did you stop the trap from going off?"

She concentrated feeling the thin beams of light, of energy that crisscrossed across the room. She focused, pushing the light to the sides of the room, so there was a gap down the centre. The light beams felt undisturbed because the sensors in the walls were being feed a constant level of energy, which she was taking from the light she had forced to move, and from any visible light around them. Aware that if even one side of side any beam failed for a second it could be a disaster, she concentrated solely upon her task. So only part of her mind noted Hunter’s rather spectacular act, though she did pick up on one point that someone had prepared very well for this trip.

Its gone. The light that she had been holding in place, drained away, she relaxed since the mental excursion was now over. Without any disastrous results, she presumed the event had something to do with Hunter turning a corner, and the faint sound of something being crushed. Sound seemed to carry well in an empty labyrinth of traps it seemed. The only question was whether the floor had been deactivated along with the motion sensor or not. As she watched Hunter’s experiment she presumed it had. However, useful it was, she couldn’t help wondering: who on earth builds, in affect, an off button on a trap they wanted people to be killed by? Not managing to figure that one out, she proceeded over the floor, at first she was slightly wary since she had just seen various object annihilated on impact. But she didn't hesitate and was soon across.

(OOC: Nox has given me permission to god mod her while she is away)

“There was a control panel here for the trap,” Hunter explained to Shogun, pointing at the device he had just destroyed, “Presumably so if the occupant of the lab needed to make a quick exit he could bypass the trap.” With that he pressed on, heading deeper into the maze. Rounding another corner he reached another corridor and stopped.

There was a mist filling the corridor. But it wasn’t just that that made Hunter pause. The place smelled wrong, sniffing the air he was certain that this wasn’t ordinary mist. Unwilling to risk himself or Kabal members working out what it was he pointed to three men from first platoon and ordered them down the corridor while everyone else stayed well back by the corner.

Once the men were about halfway down the corridor he saw two things happen. Small sprinklers in the ceiling activated and tiny fragments of something shot out of the holes in the wall. “Back!” he ordered, and shoved everyone behind him back around the corner.

They were just in time, as the corridor exploded. The sound was deafening, and everyone felt an almost unbearable heat, though it soon dissipated, presumably through Nox’s work. When the explosion finally died down Hunter looked back around the corner to see that nothing of the soldiers remained. The corridor was slowly filling with mist.

“Nox,” he said, “fuse those sprinklers as well as the holes in the walls.” He watched as the girl set about the task, fusing each one closed. When he saw the last ones fused he advanced down the corridor, with the rest of his force following. Reaching the end he motioned Shogun ahead to seek out and disable the next trap.

(OOC: Ok Kaz, I hear you have a great trap lined up, so let’s have it)

Shogun nodded as Antonescu explained his oh-so-elaborate method for disabling the trap. He followed Antonescu down the hall, and watched as three men were sent down the corridor. There was something about it, something his pulses couldn't quite make out... then he realised what it was. Mist. That always confused him, because it didn't always seem the way it should. He hated mist. It annoyed him. And he was then given another reason for hating the mist; apparently, it exploded. He felt the three soldier's lives be snuffed out rather quickly, and the ripples from the girl as they forced the wall of flame to die down. Apparently, she was rather multi-talented as she proceeded to disable the trap. Shogun headed down the corridor at Antonescu's beckoning, making sure to pay special attention to anything that might even remotely be a trap.

In the control room, through the arched doorway, on a dark throne, there alone, in a contemplative mood, sat Hades. The trap lights on his panel were flickering out one by one. Rising from his throne, he strolled down to the lower levels, Hades felt suddenly lonely, here he was, what had he become, he knew who he was but what type of monster had he become? He walked the hallways where he and his brothers once walked, he went to the idea room, and there they would bounce crazy and wacky ideas at each other, the training rooms where they trained. Hades knew every scratch and gouge and he remembered how it was made, he recalled the sharp wit of whip, the good old jokes of tornado. He continued through the complex, touching all those things that brought back memories, he allowed them to flood his mind, he missed them. Hades was not getting soft, he was not getting all mushy, but they were the only people who made him feel like he belonged and now they were gone. His blood brother, Dragon had gone underground with the other TJ lab after his accident, he had done it for safety and now Hades doubted if he was alive anymore. He was death to the rest of his family. All of his life he had felt like he did not belong, in the death clan he did, though he was mysterious, then they seven had started research, they had first done small tweaks to their genes to give them longevity then they had moved on. The seven had always gone and done everything together, they looked out for each other. Around his neck Hades, worke a pendant, on the front was inscribed the symbol of Annwn, the underworld. On the back however were six other patterns, each distinct. The sign of two whips, a horse shaped storm with a rider on it, the shape of a distinctive green crescent knife, a whirlwind of maces and chains, a circle of skulls, and two claws in crossed to form the shape of an X. Hades had crafted this so that the pact was not broken, the pact that they would do everything together. *what have I allowed myself to become, I am tired, I am just dead tired of running, I am not cruel and heartless, I tire of this bloodshed. No after the cage there shall be no more.* After saying that he disabled all the traps after the cage trap he had set, originally after that that would lead them to a whole complex of traps, but he deactivated them and changed the configuration of the stone walls/doors so that they led directly to his throne room after the cage.

There in the dark recesses of the room, Hades mourned, he mourned all that he had lost, all that he held dear, all which was now missing, and he felt so alone. In the darkness, whit not a single soul to witness it, Hades cried, not the bawling of a child, but the cry of a man, a man who has just seen to much sadness, pain and heartache in his lifetime.

After that Hades went to the lowest floor that housed his friend’s rooms. He dwelt there for a while, saying final goodbyes. After that he channelled half the power from each of the 6 huge fusion reactors to the giant phasing coils and watched as the lowest level of the complex slowly phased down into the earth, going deeper and deeper till no man could find it. Then he programmed the huge phasing coils to melt. Once the organic parts of the coils dies, it becomes liquid and quickly seeped into the floor, or dissipated, and the other metal just became a useless pool of liquid. Nobody could bring it back unless Hades wanted it to be brought back. That being done he once again returned to his throne room to check on the state of his guests.

After passing the exploding hall, the group would come to a door which lead into an octagonal room. Each wall was about 10ft long and 10ft tall, they were not smooth, but looked like rough stone, that dipped and protruded randomly, casting shadows all along the surface. The room is filled with lit candles (they're not true candles, they're not wax, so the flame stays at the same height), at varying random heights all around the walls, from a few inches off the ground to nearly eight feet up. The room is decorated like a meditation chamber, one would easily be able to pick up incense in the air. The floor had intricate designs, some geometric, others of ancient origin. No other light is present in the room except for the numerous candles.

Directly across from each candle, on the opposite side of the room was a small pinprick in the wall, no bigger than a needle point that faced the light from that particular candle. Inside each pinprick was a sensor that was recessed about and inch back so it would not catch the light from any other candle. The air inside the room was kept at a constant balanced saturation of an airborne chemical. This chemical is orderless, tasteless and would be exactly like the normal saturation of water in the air. This chemical firstly has an effect on the brain, slowing it down slightly, not enough to notice but enough to hinder in a pinch. Secondly, it also acts as a catalyst for the real trap.

Nearly all of the candle flames are strong and do not go out or flicker much, others are weaker, able to flicker wildly or go out very easily, just opening the door could create enough wind to put some candles out. If any of the sensors in the walls loose the light from their candle, even for a millisecond, even if the flame flickers to do so, the sensor will release a new chemical mist into the air via other small pinpricks of the same size in the floor and ceiling. The effects of these range from irritating the eyes, induce coughing, cause the lungs to bleed, the body to bleed from poors or any potential hole in the body, neural nerve agent that will completely paralyze a target, eat away inorganic or organic material depending on which chemical is released, one would even on contact with organic material begin to crystallize it or turn it to a stone-like material, cause the blood to crystallize, the water in the body to freeze, or create a massive explosion that would incinerate anything in the room (not including the room itself, the deigns or the candle traps).

((OOC: I forgot to add: All the chemicals that the traps release are orderless, tasteless, and do not change the air in any noticable way. I adapted this from Traps and Trechery, but in that book, there was only one candle and only one thing that could happen and then it would have to be reset...I don't know how to get passed this one...you're on your own.

Around each door there are no candles, so the doors can open safely without blocking the light from any candle, but be warry the wind it creates....

Also, I think we should be done with traps...))

(OOC: Shogun, if you crossed the room you'd be dead. as you would have set off every single trap, you wouldn't have gotten a quarter the way through before dying from one thing or another, probably by going BOOM! without warning.

But in responce to your question, you can set one off and the coughing chemical could be released yes. His mask/blindfold could protect him for a short bit, only delaying the reaction and also making it last longer as it would catch the chemicals and be stuck there where he would be inhaling it for a long time before it disapated, with his eyes, same thing, it would linger and his eyes would get irritated beyond belief to the point where he'd want to claw them out most likely , note, want to, not would do even if he is blind I'm sure they still have nerves and can feel irritation)

(OOC: Shogun, you would not be allowed to go first, Hunter would take one look at the room, surmise that it's a trap and send soldiers first. Please delete your post and let me deal with it as I have a (long and costly) plan to get us across)

Upon opening the door Hunter knew it was a trap. The set up of the room practically screamed it. Halting everyone he sent two men forward. As they crossed the room they began to splutter and cough. Then Hunter could smell blood in the air as they cried out in pain and blood ran from their eye sockets. Finally the pair collapsed, and Hunter detected no life signs from them.

“You, you, gas masks on, cross the room,” Hunter ordered. These two suffered no difficulties and made it half way before an explosion consumed the room. A flare of heat was felt by those outside until Nox redirected it. This was not going to be easy. The candelas were clearly a part of the trap, and due to no other light sources being present the obscuring of them would likely be the trigger for the trap.

“Nox, fill the room with light.” The girl did as commanded, and the room was flooded with light. It took about thirty seconds for another explosion to go off. This was clearly a sensitive trap and would require delicate methods to get across. Hunter surmised that the candles each activated a separate light sensor. Looking around the room for the sensors he saw small holes in the walls. Judging by eye Hunter guessed which candle was tied to that hole.

“Nox, do you see that small hole in the wall over there?” he asked. After scrutinising the section he was pointing at she shook her head. Taking a set of binoculars from one of the men he handed it to Nox and showed her. This time she saw what Hunter could with his own eyes. “Can you sense the light level of each candle in the room, exactly how much each is emitting?”

She nodded, and so Hunter explained his plan. Nox was to block the light from the candle reaching the hole while simultaneously creating light of strength equal to the light reaching the hole directly in front of it. Once she had they waited. They waited a full two minutes for something to happen. Nothing did.

And so the pair set about linking each candle to a sensor and disabling each on in turn. They made a couple of wrong guesses and caused several explosions, but kept going. Finally, two hours later, they had every sensor fooled. To check Hunter sent another pair of men across. This time they reached the other side without incident. Seeing that the strain of maintaining each and every light block at its exact level was taking it’s toll on Nox Hunter only ordered the Kabal, Gearhead and her bodyguards across. Once they were all over Nox could finally relinquish her blocking. Crossing that trap had taken a lot out of her, and so Hunter sent Shogun on ahead with two of Gearhead’s bodyguards.

(OOC: My bad. Post deleted. And yes, even though he's blind a good poke to the eye will hurt all the same lol)

IC:
The next room was even more suspicious than the chain one. shogun waited as two of Antonescu's men were sent in, and promptly killed by... something. Odd. Another two were sent in with a form of mask, and they faired a little better, until they were annihilated in an explosion. Shogun preferred explosive deaths; they were instantaneous, not the slower, more painful deaths of the other two.

Antonescu proceeded to enact some form of plan which involved Nox, but Shogun couldn't for the life of him work out what. The girl sent ripples to the candles, and various spots on the wall. Apparently, they were small holes that required binoculars to see. But Antonescu could see them fine. Interesting. Two hours later, which Shogun had spent in patient waiting, the ripples had engulfed each candle and each small hole. Antonescu lead Shogun, Nox, Gearhead and her bodyguards through. Once on the other side, Nox stopped giving out ripples, but it had taken its toll on her. Shogun was sent forward with a pair of bodyguards of his own. This could be interesting, as until this trip he had only ever worked solo, and he and Nox didn't really work together, more like one would lead until they could go no further and then the other would continue.

((OOC: Okay...that was easily taken care of....too easily And also since not all the traps go BOOM BOOM....here's some side effects *evil grin* As well as I'm posting for what Gearhead had done while waiting.))

Gearhead was becoming as bored as someone like her could become. She never stopped her work, but her current situation was nothing special. Truly, she was wondering what the point of her coming with was. <All muscle, no brains.> Was how she felt they solved everything so far. The guns in the darkened hallway, there were only so many ways to deal with it. When the swordguy got trapped, she couldn't help but giggle, <Deffinantly brawn and no brain. With propper inspection and waiting a bit, it could have been avoided.> The woman kept silent and followed along with the rest of them.

When they reached a deadly hallway with pressure plates all along the ground, she could feel the mechanisms controling the traps, she sensed where the control box was. Once again they resorted to brawn, throwing stuff into the room, or Hunter climbing over the floor. While her body guards were nice, they got in the way, standing in front of her and keeping her away from the room. If she had gotten closer she could have gotten them accross easily, but no. As soon as Hunter smashed the control box, she felt it 'die' and shook her head. She looked at her briefcase and shook her head again, <Guess I didn't even need to bring anything.> She nearly pouted.

An explosion went off in front of her around a corner, apparently taking a few people with it. <Haha!> "Haste makes waste." She comented as Hunter had Nox disable the sprinklers? <Whoever this person is, they've got some interesting defenses.>

They reached what looked to her like a peaceful room, perfect for solitude. At least that was her thought before two men died going in. <Biological weapons?> She set her briefcase on the ground and picked out a few objects, a couple containers and a small contraption with atachments. With a few vials she opened the cap while pressing a button on the side. The vial snapped to life, creating a small field inside while drawing the air inside it. She put the machine she and pulled out, but one of the attachments on her back, chest, upper and lower arms, upper and lower legs and put the largest piece over her head, like a cloth hood with a few wires running through it. <I'm not going through there like a moron.> Just as she thought that the room exploded taking another two men out, incinerating them and the already dead men with it, leaving nothing behind. Again TJ had opened a new vial and collected an air sample after the explosion. Hunter set Nox to work on...disabling or tricking...the candles. TJ closed her eyes and focused on the room trying to find what was going on. The room was dead. She couldn't feel or sense any mechanics around. She felt an electrical signal leading away from the room, but it went beyond her reach and couldn't quite follow it.

After a couple of hours Nox had apparently made it safe for them to cross. TJ turned on her contraption, which created a small personal atmosphere field around her, completely encasing her and stopping anything from outside it from getting in. She had a small container of oxygen to breath from. Most of the first group of men wer left behind with only her bodyguards, Hunter, Nox and Shogun going through the room. <Good thinking.> As they crossed TJ collected more air samples. She looked at Nox and could see the woman was exasted. Going inside her briefcase again she put the used vials away and grabbed a gun looking object. Without asking she grabbed Nox and pressed it to her throat on her main artery. Instantly she was injected with the main chemicals and neutriants that the body needs to keep going. One of these was of course adrenalin.

One of the men crom the hall began to throw his armor and clothing to the floor as it began to burn away. Another of the men didn't seem to have time to do anything as he quickly became incased in what looked like crystal. Even one of her body guards had been caught. The man coughed, blood dropped to the floor next to her. Looking up she saw his clothing and skin turning an ashen gray color, it's texture becoming rough. The process was fast, the man's expression frozen, pleading for help. Normal human reaction. Trained for battle and fighting something they could see and deal with. When faced with something else, they were at a loss. The man standing next to her reached out to touch, what she guess was his friend, and she slapped his hand, as hard as she could. She didn't actually connect with her skin because her field was still up, but the effect was the same. He pulled his hand away. "You're a blockhead. You want to be like him?" Another vial, and a small solid object, she smacked one of the man's fingers with the object. The finger snapped off into the vial where she placed the object she had just used. "you have no clue what happened to him. Use your brain huh? If you have one." Even Shogun wasn't immune. His mask began to eat itself a way. Noticing this, Gearhead grabbed it and pulled off. Thankfully it hadn't been eaten too much. Holding it in her hand, she attached a small round object to it and threw it into the room right next to the door where it wouldn't set any thing off and watched it insinerate a moment later when she waved her hand. Looking to Shogun, "Your mask probably saved your face and your life. Delaying it from reaching your skin for long enough." She looked at each of the others around, "Check yourselves. NOW! If anything is out of the ordinary, tell me imediately." A few gloves were handed to her, one gasmask and she even had to remove a patch from the outside of her briefcase. Incinerating each object the same way as Shogun's mask. There was an all clear from each person. Shogun began to head forward down a hall...<Oh great....What next?>

As Shogun began to head down the hall, he Gearhead reaching for his mask. He instantly had his sword out, but he sensed no ill intent, and a lot of urgencie. So ripped his mask off, and he was surprised that it came off so easily. He was sure it was secure, but then it started to disintergrate, and Gearhead said that it had saved his life. "Thankyou." He quickly checked to see that none of the rest of him was the same, and it wasn't, so he continued down the hall.

(OOC: Hades has PMed me, and said that all the traps from here on out have been deactivated. But Shogun doesn't know that, so it'll be up to someone else to work it out)

On the door was an inscription, which read 'Welcome to Level Two'. Shogun pushed the door open, and the next room was obviously another trap. Holes in the walls, probably to fire things out of, there were what could well be sensors on the ceiling, it was a little obvious. He remembered that he had his own guards with him this time, and he knew how Antonescu treated them. Cannon fodder. So Shogun montioned for one of the men to walk into the room, which he did without question. Nothing happened. Odd.

(occ so to prevent ppl getting left out, herer is the posting order Hunter, Nox, Shogun, Gearhead, Hades, ok if there is any dispute please pm me) thus Hunter you need to post next

(OOC: I’m going to get us all to the end so we can say hi to Hades. We’ll all get a round at the doors and I’ll open them in my next post)

IC: Hunter watched as Gearhead’s quick thinking saved them form whatever it was that had corroded their equipment. None of it seemed to have affected him, something he accredited to his superior physiology. So the proceeded on to “Stage Two”.

He followed Shogun and watched one of the men enter the room to no effect. Curiously Hunter turned to Nox and Gearhead and asked “Do either of you sense anything in the room?” Nox shook her head, and Gearhead confirmed it (OOC: Just assuming you do Gearhead to speed things along, seeing as Hades has cut the power).

Turning back to the men he motioned them on. And so the now much smaller team made it’s way through levels two and three, seeing various disabled traps from spinning knives to swinging blades and other, more sophisticated devices. It was abundantly clear that whoever was here wanted to meet them.

Reaching what was obviously the final door into the true lab beyond Hunter turned to the others. “Before we go through I want everyone’s opinions,” he said, “Use your unique senses to tell me what is on the other side as best you can, then we shall determine a best course of action. Whoever is one the other side of that door is clearly an intelligent and dangerous individual.”

Shogun went on through levels two and three, assuming that Nox and Gearhead were right about it being safe. When Antonescu asked them to tell him what was on the other side of the door, Shogun responded first. "It's strange. I've felt it for awhile, and it's like noone I've ever come across." Shogun was about to compare it to Antonescu but then remembered that Antonescu didn't know what his aura was like in the same way Shogun did.

"It seems... sad. As though missing something. And tired. Not physically, but emotionally. It's also alot easier to sense than almost anyone else." In fact, only Antonescu was easier to sense. " There's a lot of rage there, just beneath the surface, waiting to boil over. It certainly is intelligent, and danger follows it like a well-worn cloak. I recommend extreme caution."

(OOC Hope you don’t mind me slipping in here, I’ll stick to posting order otherwise, I just wanted to get Nox to catch up as soon as possible)

IC: The three chosen men were sent down the corridor where tendrils of mist locked themselves around their ankles, that was unit the sprinkles were set off. Unable to guess what was being added to the room but sure it wasn’t going to be a good thing, Nox immediately followed Hunter’s orders as he shoved everyone back. Not a moment too soon, for the explosion only just missed them. With her ears ringing with swan song of that dying note she immediately channelled the huge amounts of heat given off; since it was unlikely it was appreciated by the others. Some she absorbed allowing the energy to flow through her, while the rest she dispersed into the floor, the walls, and anywhere else that would take it. Fusing the sprinkles, good idea. She immediately set about her task, luckily the heat she had sent away was still close by and easy to call back. Focusing the heat on the pinpricks that made up the sprinkler heads, she fused each one by melting and then allowing the edges to reform in a way that created a film over the sprinkler head. It was so much easier working when so much energy was still around, she mused wistfully after she finished her task before following the others into the next attempt on their lives.

The next room was truly peculiar. In fact it was more of a octagonal chamber that could have been part of a temple, with its highly decorated floor, and there was even the trace of incense in the air. What awed Nox, however, were the flames. For candles were scattered about over the room, some seemed to almost touch the ceiling while others you could easily miss completely if you didn’t look at the floor in front of you. The small embodiments of lights, of heat, that danced before her enthralled her, she understood why it so resembled a temples’ meditation chamber for it was tranquil. Just the blazing of the flames, and the thoughts of a person - seamless. Droplets of blood spluttered onto the floor, spoiling an otherwise flawless design. Nox’s mind snapped back to the situation as she watched the two cry out in agony before they collapsed on to the knees, blood sweeping from their tear ducts, as they wished for an end, which they were given. Her mind couldn’t help but notice the irony of the meditation room causing such a death.

Hunter then performed a series of experiments clearly trying understand the traps potential, and so find its solution. First gas masks which seemed to work until another pair of soldiers were consumed by flames. This time she was careful when redirected the heat to keep most of it within her, with the understanding that the energy would probably be needed shortly. Next he asked her to full the room with light, interesting idea. Reluctant to waste the energy that was now flowing within her, she channelled the light from the torches of the soldiers still waiting behind her, there constant flow of light allowed the entire chamber to be flooded with a brilliant, blinding white light. Its glory, however, was short lived before yet another explosion. Once more she channelled the heat, trying pocket it in the walls so she could call upon it if needed. It seemed the light sensors, which she presumed the trap was activated by, were extremely sensitive, due to the fact not only the lack of light but also its abundance triggered them.

As much as she tried she couldn’t pick out the small hole among the contours of the rough rock, with the aid of the binoculars, however, it revealed itself. A part of her mind noted the exceptionality of Hunter’s eyesight, how had he seen that? The hole was the size of a needle prick, almost invisible even with binoculars as an aid. They were sensors, she presumed, and hidden as they were among the rock, and not to mention their minute size, were easily overlooked. When Hunter asked about the light levels she guessed where his plan was leading, and yes she should be able to handle it. She allowed him to explain, while her mind focused upon the practicalities; she knew what she had to do.

Nox cleared her mind and focused upon a single flame before her, she often worked with light more generally but this time she knew that the wavelength would have to be exactly the same. Recognising the need, she released some of the stored energy from the earlier explosion that was flowing through her, and directed a small amount at the pinprick in the wall. Ensuring it matched the wavelength of the flame, she then blocked the light from the flame. Nothing. She let out a little sigh, it had worked, but as she gazed over the room and all the flames waiting reached her eyes she realised that she was no quite finished. And so it began, Hunter pointed out the corresponding pinprick and she manipulated the light, not a word passed over her dry, cracking lips as she worked, she merely nodded occasionally to Hunter’s words; she had never had to control so much light to such a degree of precision. The focus and drain upon her built up with every flame disabled for that was one more flame she had to block, one more exact wavelength to be constantly matched on top of all the others. There were times when for just a second her mind had drifted, lost in a flame, or to notice the path of a droplet of sweat upon her forehead. Those had almost been disastrous, for explosions were caused, in the first of which she had only barely managed to retain control over the other links she had set up.

Eventually every single light was disabled, Nox stood dazed for a moment at the prospect of not having another light to ‘link up’. Concentrating as she had been solely upon one flame, while holding others in place in back of her mind, had been timeless. Minutes, hours, days could have passed, for time had seemed irrelevant. Having watched the soldiers cross unharmed, she too followed with the others, and let out a sigh of relief as she drew her influence back from the chamber allowing it to return to its former state. The feat, however, had cost her – she was exhausted, and oh so happy to follow the others for awhile. She wiped her brow and was unsurprised when her sleeve came back damp, more than that she felt light headed and even swayed slightly before she remembered how to balance again.

Nox followed, her mind trying to recover while her body walked of its own accord. Drained as she was she didn’t even have the reactions to stop the girl inject something into her neck, alarm spread over her face, normally something like that could never happen to her, until she recognised the faint traces of energy pump through her body. For fast acting chemicals were already starting to circulate through her body and mind, giving them the energy needed to work. Recognising this she managed a smile directed towards the girl “Thanks, I needed that”. The silence was then broken by the girl’s yell, the urgency caught on as she realised the danger had not yet passed. Luckily, however, Nox carried nothing, and her clothing had not been affected. The warrior on the other hand lost his mask as it was incinerated in a corner, they should have been more careful

The traps stood idly as the passed from room to room, each a surreal portrait of death slumbering. Now being able to function again, Nox remained wary, not trusting the gleam of the stationary blades that should in all respects being trying to behead her. Not that she was complaining, it was simply that she was unnerved. They came towards a door, needless to say to was grand and imposing as it lurked before them in a cloak of shadows. She contemplated Hunter's question: What was one the other side? Is that not always the question we ask ourselves: What is there that we cannot see? What is to come? Familiar ideas indeed, sh emused. Listening to the warrior’s speak, she was ever so slightly intrigued at how he could sense emotion, and fatigue, though personally she cared not for their opponent’s emotional state. And I, what can I sense. Sending out her awareness, she felt their opponents signature brightly burning within the void of the cold room that encompassed him. The only other heat in the room behind the door was the veins that run within the still operating control panel “One person, in the centre of the room about 5m in front of the door”, she reported.