She felt most uncomfortable the moment he disappeared from her sight. Still feeling the cold wind from the movements of his body she was assured that he was moving, or rather gliding in front of her in the tunnels. At the end of the dark tunnel there was big room, high enough for both of them to stand tall, or even touch the ceiling with their fingertips if they wanted to try that.<br/><br/>She straightened her back and sighed deeply, looking up at the gooey green ooze that covered all the walls and even the ceiling. Suddenly a scrape of something that trailed along the ceiling caught her eye, they were close to the group, and they had passed trough this tunnel..<br/><br/>"They've been here.. It should be easy to find them if I concentrate my mind on their presence, could you protect me while I'm doing so?" She spoke softly trough the tunnels, blankly staring at absolutely nothing, maybe soft movements of delicate shadows. While that has been said, she moved around the tunnel and caressed the delicate skin that covered her sleeps with the tip of her fingers, sparkling soft stars of holy lights out of it. Her mind suddenly lifted up from her being, surging with the speed of light trough the dark tunnels, finding the source of what has been invading these dark filth-covered tunnels. The closer her mind neared the threat the more Maoria started to tremble of the efforts, she was almost losing her conscience when she suddenly saw the light of a torch, two underneath them, and the dark grim face of gnome with deep purple goggles stuck to his face. He was looking right at her presence, and the fear of the possibility of having been discovered made her break her spell abruptly.<br/><br/>Her chest heaved heavily up and down, almost panting as her mana recovered from the whole ordeal. "I think they saw me, but they are two levels underneath us, around 20 humans leaded by a gnomish engineer... My guess is that most of them are paladins or warriors, all carrying heavy maces and axes, wearing strong plate armour." She looked in the faint little shadows that moved closer to her face, holding her breath, her one little grasp of living that she seems to hold on to, and continued to tremble softly.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>