Ester had crossed her arms, by now she thought she should just expect Mesaraih to disagree with everything she says. She opened her mouth to speak, but before she had time he had began fighting with the rocks that had appeared behind her. She managed to dodge out the way of one that swung for her, shooting an icicle out of her hand that stabbed it in the chest. It made a noise that implied to the elf it hurt, but not enough to slow it down. It moved closer to her, taking another swing and hitting her clean across the face.<br/><br/>Tal grunted as Mesaraih let go, having to grab the cog with both hands to keep it from closing the door. "So... We're going in?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. They all seemed too busy to answer and he sighed, preparing himself for the run to get through the door before it closed. He counted down to 3 in his head before releasing his grip and running through the doorway, the heavy doors slamming shut just after he'd managed to get inside. He wasted no time, heading over to a figure that was making it's way over to flank Mesaraih. He swung his axe, watching as the blade scraped through its back, making it turn around to face him.<br/><br/>"I really hope that there's a way out of here." He shouted to the others, daring a glance to the doors that were now shut.