Azoth chased the sandworm until it reached the top of the stairs. He stopped at the top and watched it until it vanished. He snorted in disgust. "Coward," he muttered to himself, turning away from the steps. He supposed now the best course of action would be to join up with the group again. He trotted down the hall, searching for the others.<br/><br/>-<br/><br/>When Damon pointed out that Eve was going to have to do better than her sword, she considered. "All right." She raised her left hand and created a burst of flame in it. She let it flicker for a second, then closed it in her hand, snuffing the flame. Then she dropped the sword to her side.<br/><br/>"I understand that you didn't know we were here," Eve said. "And I don't particularly care about the door. But I'd rather you not stay." The idea of a strange man with a gun and likely other unconcealed weapons being around her while she was responsible for Mary and Azoth not being there was highly unappealing. She wasn't sure how far she was willing to take a potential fight.