The elven warrior woman was dexterous enough that climbing down the walls and ledges of the underground city hadn't been a major trial for her, as they seemed to be for many of the humans.  She'd tried her best to keep the others alive, to catch someone if they were to fall, to pull them back up to a hold on the wall again, but ultimately she couldn't save them from their own inexperience and ineptitude.  Besides, if she tried to catch every person who fell after their foot slipped or a few rocks had broken loose, they'd likely have pulled her down to her death with them.<br/><br/>Queluna had been taking a careful note of the areas they passed by, marking in her mind where the old stonemason's building was, where the metal smith had used to work, and so on.  She wasn't looking for loot just yet, at least not any to pocket right now.  Besides, what she wanted likely lay in the armory, and anything she could take from there would only encumber her and slow her climb down into the city.  She could do the looting later, after an inventory had been taken of what was where, and how much they had.  She would have the time, for she was not planning to leave this city any time soon.  She'd rather secure the entire area and begin having wagons or carts pulled from the nearest city to unload all the loot they could find, to sell at a large market some place.<br/><br/>Taking a few moments to look upon the pictographic stories that decorated the wall behind the throne., Queluna hadn't noticed as the ever eager Ninsunu had gone forth in hopes that he might discover the treasure that must be laying in the treasury behind the throne room.  Hearing that monstrous shriek, followed ever-so-briefly by a scream from Ninsunu before the crash of metal upon stone, Queluna tore her gaze away from the pictographs and down to the bloody mess that used to be Ninsunu, between that steel club and the stone floor.  Queluna had not expected to come face to face with a bull-headed beast when she signed on as the extra muscle for this expedition.  She doubted that the team that hired her and her companions on hadn't even known what the hell they were getting into, either.<br/><br/>Though caring less that some of her companions had died, despite being quite a tragic thing itself, Queluna cared more to try and make it out of this place alive, preferably with something of worth to take back with her.  She had concerns regarding the explorers that fled.  Could she really expect them to have ran back to the nearest town, to safety, or might they be waiting in ambush just outside of the buried city to strike at Queluna and her companions when they climbed back to the surface with what ever treasure they could find?  She and her companions had run into enough trouble on their climb down into the city, she hoped that none lay in store when they left this place as well.<br/><br/>Queluna had been using her spear as a walking stick during the climb down into the buried city, both in an effort to keep her weapon at the ready and also assist in keeping herself balanced.  She also used it to poke and prod at some of the stone tiles she'd soon be walking over, to be sure there weren't any pressure plates or other traps around.  Now that the large beast confronts her and her companions, though, she reaches for her shield in addition.  She raises it to defend herself should the beast charge at her, or should it swing that massive steel club in her direction.  The elven shield had two crescent shaped indents, one at the top and the other on the bottom, so that her spear could be set upon it in a simultaneously offensive and defensive posture.<br/><br/>The elven woman raises her spear, holding it firmly and resting it atop the crescent indent upon her shield.  Though she didn't have the most faith in her companion's abilities, they had at least come this far.  That was better than she could say about all the others whom had fled, and those that now lay dead.  She just hopes that they will stay and fight beside her, and not run off to join the other cowards.  Taking charge of the situation, Queluna shouts back at her companions, "Get behind me!  Throw what ever you can at it!"