Naael staggered backwards, once she finished taking everything in. The... the Avatar himself. And... and he's still alive. Turning her head to speak behind her, but never letting her eyes leave the Avatar, she called back, "Stay back, both of you! Don't follow me. If... if I don't return in twenty minutes... leave and find another route." Then, quieter, she finished, "The Avatar is here. And I'm going to finish him."<br/><br/>She closed the door behind her, hands trembling, still keeping one eye on him, as she moved across the room, looking to pick up another of the lost weapons, figuring that her own weren't anywhere near powerful enough to injure him.<br/><br/>(Discipline roll: First roll is a net -1, spending on Fate Point to reroll, aaaand epic fail. Also a -1 total.)