Korima grinned and preened a bit at the praise. "I've been practicing on the training dummies, especially towards heads," she said, with a giggle.<br/><br/>The corpse began withering away almost immediately, turning into a dried, flaky husk within minutes. Proceeding deeper, the group finds themselves in a room that dead-ends. Engaged masonry columns form shallow alcoves around a central pillar in this flat-roofed chamber. Manacles hang from the walls near ancient bloodstains. Slumped in the eastern corner of the room is a centaur woman, eyes open and unmoving.<br/><br/>Sena moves over, to investigate. "She's alive. Barely. And... asleep?" She pokes the unmoving centaur. "Hmm... something is very wrong with her."