<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/4IltC5z.jpg)</div><br/>((....I feel like such an idiot right now lol.  I accidentally erased my entire post so now I have to do it over.  Oh well.))<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Rogue<br/>Result: 1, 5, 5,<br/>Total: 11</div></div><br/>Normally, such rooms that had such a large, impossibly heavy iron door would indeed have dropped the moment they cleared the threshold, but this wasn't the case as Zerxel looked up and....nothing happened once she and Kirsta had cleared the doorway.  It was rather anti climactic, yet that didn't stop the roaring and approaching footfalls of whatever beast that had honed in on them at this point.  Shooting Kirst a look that said she better get to work soon, for both their sakes, Zerxel bravely, or stupidly, kept her position within the confines of the archway, hoping against hope she might be able to buy her some time if it became necessary.  That hope, slim as it was to begin with, evaporated completely when she saw what was coming around the bend, and Zerxel about ran to the other side of the room in the vain hope the monster might be satisfied with her human companion.  It was a brief thought, but one that her Drow nature approved of wholeheartedly even as her better nature won out despite her fear of what her eyes had fallen upon.  It wasn't often that Zerxel felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach in sheer terror, but seeing a minotaur charging down the hallway certainly did it for her as she backed the rest of the way through the archway and into the chamber beyond, her other hand soon filling with the familiar weight of her other scimitar.  She had no allusions about winning against such a powerful creature alone, and she was sure Kirsta didn't like their chances either even if they fought flawlessly together.  No, there was only one course of action here, and thankfully, her human friend was already at work in trying to seal the door that would hopefully be enough to stop the minotaur from killing them both.<br/><br/>So she sat, resolute in her decision to die fighting if Kirsta didn't get the door shut, but she couldn't help but feel her hands shaking as she bravely, or stupidly, stared down the giant horned brute as it began to charge.  She didn't have to wait for long though as the door finally slammed down, a part of her wondering if they might have been able to kill it if Kirsta had dropped the barrier down on top of the minotaur's head.  No, she doubted it, or Kirsta might have missed the timing and they'd have been trapped inside the chamber with a mad bull man on the loose.  This was better, even as the near deafening bang of the minotaur slamming its clubs into the iron gate at last came to a stop almost as soon as the barrage began.  She couldn't help but let a relieved laugh escape her as she looked to Kirsta with gratitude and an immense amount of approval as she eheathed her blades with a practiced flick of her wrists.<strong>"That was...."</strong>, she stopped and cocked her head to the side when a new sound filled the chamber they were in, and she turned only to see the sand filling the room.<strong>"....close.  'Sigh', out of the frying pan."</strong>She groaned, but was already scanning the room for any sign of levers, switches, another door, anything they might use to get out of this mess they now found themselves in.  Not only that, but she suspected that with how slow the sand was rising, they might have to worry about something else coming to kill them in the near future.<strong>"Be on your guard, and look for anything we might use to our advantage."</strong>Once more, she pulled her blades, hoping they wouldn't be needed, but she was erring on the side of caution, especially after that last close call.  Their luck couldn't hold out forever like this.