Nyshra grasped the earth, her torch snuffed and sand making a noisy rasp as it slid about the inner of her shield. her head thrust up and cast eyes over the scape of the land, grasping quickly her spear and using it to lift her heavy, steelen form upward. Heels dug deeply into the sand and only through her experience with it, did she know how to step when her weight would drive her heel deeply into it. "Hah... wh...  ah..."  Her voice would sound little more than a hurried gasp to the outer world.<br/><br/>The cavern or lighthouse, she did take moments to wonder and then begin toward the lighthouse. Perhaps a person to find, a place to seek shelter should she need it. Feet lift high and dug into the earth as many, many steps took her toward the tall structure by the sea.