It seemed that she had had assumed right for the most part, the warrior continuing to hold her breath in anticipation as the huge statue-like creature took the coin. However, she felt innately bad for the stone guardian for some reason, unable to put her finger on it before it spread those massive wings and flew away into the eerie mist. Which now left the bridge's pathway unobstructed. But currently, Eilnear was too wrapped up in her thoughts at the moment, wondering if she had made the right choice by the pang in her heart. "Redeem this flesh of mine...or pay the toll in coin...or blood."<br/><br/>Perhaps it would've been best to pay by the alternative method, even if the thought of a blood payment made shivers run up her spine. Maybe she wouldn't have felt that twinge. But the time for that had past as she had drawn her battle axe once again, proceeding into the fog with caution in her step. Even still, she could feel that dark voice taunting her again and again for failing to be desired and used in a more helpful. Followed by an ominous statement that she would pay for neglecting herself that sensation...