XIII stood as close as he could to the ledge, trying to see anything was happening. He could barely hear the voices that were coming from the overhang above him. He sighed. It looked like he had to go through the door and see what was through it. He jumped when he heard a voice coming from behind him. The flame on his torch flared out for a second before returning to its normal flicker.<br/><br/>He turned around to see the elderly woman that the girl brought up with her. As he looked at her, he noticed that instead of hair, she had quills. He smiled and answered her question.<br/><br/>"Nothing serious, I just fell on a knife," he said dryly. He looked back up when he heard the sound of shifting dust.<span style="font-style: italic">That doesn't sound good.</span>XIII looked back at the woman. "We should get back."  He walked away from the ledge, holding his arm out to prevent the woman from getting any closer to the ledge.