Taking to the air once more, Wendy used her own innate magic-detection talents as well.  She lacked the skill and training to know what any of the auras meant, of course, but that didn't mean that the ability was completely useless to her.  Even just an extra set of eyes keeping a look out for traps or devious magical devices of one sort or another could potentially be life-saving.  As for the flying...  Well, sure, she was lighter than everyone else in the group, but that didn't mean she couldn't set off pressure plates on her own, right?  Better to be safe than sorry, in her book.  Plus, flying everywhere was fun!<br/><br/>"Well, if it turns out to be the wrong entrance, we can always camp for the night, right?"  She spoke up, in response to the mystic's question.  "All we have to do is to be careful not to set off any traps, and we'll make it in and out just fine.  And then, if it's the wrong cave, we can just check one of the other two."<br/><br/>It wasn't like they were likely to be in too much danger.  After all, they were a group of seasoned adventurers!  Or, well, maybe not exactly adventurers, but each member of their group was certainly able to take care of themselves.  Plus, in addition to the Cleric who was a member of the group, the halfling herself had stocked up on some useful magical healing wands before they initially set out for this lonely little place.  Whatever wounds or other effects they suffered, she was confident they were well-prepared to treat any medical problems that came up.<br/><br/>Now, it was a simple matter of entering the tomb...<br/><br/>"So, anyone mind if I take point?"  She asked, flying forward to the entrance.  "I'm a little anxious to see what's inside this place."