Kayla saw that the other guards had been dealt with and nodded at the sight of the faint wards glimmering in the doorways, making her tattoos itch. She glimpsed the other elf girl beginning to change, and for some reason her cheeks began to flush. She shook herself mentally with a frown. Hadn't she been examining the girl's naked form just hours earlier? It hadn't been a big deal then, so what was the problem? She wondered once more what that touch of souls had done to her.<br/><br/>Clearing her mind, and reminding herself that they were a long way from out of danger, Kayla moved across to the cabinet. It was a secure storage, but nowhere near the level of security of the cells. Steeling herself, she pulsed strands of lightning through the flimsy lock until it simply warped and dropped from place when she kicked at the door. In no time Maelstrom was once again strapped across her back, and seemingly hungry for sport. She gathered Ayesha's possessions, and moved to once side to allow Zaer to gather whatever was his.<br/><br/>Suddenly came a shriek from the other side of the room. Spinning, Kayla saw Ayesha collapse to the floor in agony. The storm elf felt a stab of panic in her heart, sprinting over with her eyes wandering the room for an unnoticed foe. Just as she reached the girl, the wards guarding the doors flickered and went out, letting in sounds of movement and reinforcement. She realised they were almost out of time. Checking to make sure that there was a (weak) pulse still in the girl's neck, she scooped her up. Kayla's eyes opened wide as she realised Ayesha was literally light as a feather. Almost stumbling at the unexpected lightness, she swept up their possessions and headed for the corridor. "Zaer, we have to get out of here! Might be best to block the doors if we can! We aren't coming back this way. Just don't drop the ceiling on us all!" Not waiting to see if he complied she dashed towards the cells, heart and feet pounding.