Ruins
Silent, body still to the ground, turns his head around.
"…I can barely hear it. Lina? Maggie? You OK?"
Meanwhile Ichtacya curls carefully to observe a large but fortunately shallow scratch running past her spine near the tail. She grumbles as she carefully gets back up to her feet.
Ichtacya: <Sorry, I thought this place was falling apart from old, I guess?> -- turns to Xavier, scoffs -- <No offense.>
Silent produces a vial.
"Let me treat that quickly, there's no sunlight here and those arrows could be poisoned."
Ichtacya -sighs: <At least I didn't get an arrow stuck on my butt again.>
“Thou hast forgotten the face of thy Lord. Remember, mortal, and fear pet me.”