<div class="floatright">(https://mfiles.alphacoders.com/402/402340.jpg)</div>Lesniya had been sorrowfully chewing on the hardtack and cheese when Sophie came over to her. She’d kept her gaze away from the woman, but more out of the need to control her own emotions. She knew if she looked at her friend – who was really more like a sister – she’d start to collapse. But instead of anger, Sophie offered her commiseration. And a way to move forward.<br/><br/>Tucking the rest of the semi-snack away, Les reached up for Sophie’s hand, grasping it tight when it was offered and letting herself be hauled to her feet. “I think you’re right.” She said softly, her hands coming up to brush her own riotous curls back out of her face before settling on Sophie’s shoulders. It was then the girl finally brought her gaze to the brunette’s. She gave a small, sardonic smile, and touched her forehead to Sophie’s. “I’d rather not sleep in a stable again, if we can manage…”<br/><br/>The pair hugged tight for a second. Their arguments never lasted long. They were too much of a team to squabble for too long. Disengaging, she let Sophie lead her back towards Cerias a bit, before they turned off the path and made their way to the edge of the pit. She’d thrown a glance at him, watched his eyes for a moment, but that was about it. He was right in almost everything he said, and that was really what she’d disliked most of all about him.<br/><br/>Making their way to the edge of the rat’s area, Lesniya began checking her clothes and weapon. It was all secured. Dirty, but secured. She and Sophie agreed. They’d try to do it the tank’s way this time. The trees finally ended and when they emerged from that line, the area below looked…<br/><br/>….weirdly clean?<br/><br/>It was as if the Queen didn’t exist. The place was no less smelly, but the bodies of the fallen rats had disappeared, most of the larger rats were nowhere to be seen, and it even seemed a little brighter in the fetid green mud pit.<br/>No swords. Only spells and incantations at this respawn.<br/><br/>The very thing the Les would hate to do. Because each one she cast she felt brought her closer to that corruptible edge. The one half her family couldn’t seem to stay away from. But Sophie was there, so she was in agreement. They needed to do this. If not for pride, or experience, but for the money. Staying another night in the stable was not acceptable. She wanted a pillow beneath her head tonight. And when was the last time she’d had a good orgasm??<br/><br/>Leaning to the side a bit, Les kept her eyes on the rats below. They were smaller, but she also kept expecting them to change. Or more to pour out of the cavernous opening that sat at the back of the pit like it was just waiting for them to dare and enter. “So if I can…. Immobilize the rats…. Keep them in place… What if you.. you know… Blow their heads up or something?”<br/><br/>Raising her eyebrows, she brought her gaze back to Soph’s. “If we go in down that edge over there,” she pointed just a few feet away. “Less rats. We could do like ol’ fuddy duddy said back there, and pick off one at a time?”<br/>