It was just as well that Rayne didn't stay all the way to watch Grogza's last stand. The sounds were bad enough - the inexorable creaking of the iron golem's joints as it reeled her in, and the half-orc's last, desperate cries before the lid closed on top of her with a final thump. Muffled sounds of struggle escaped from the iron maiden's confines loudly at first, but steadily became weaker and fainter, and not only because Rayne was putting distance between her and the nigh-unstoppable construct as fast as she was able while carrying Lizzy too.<br/><br/>The girl was unconscious but still breathing, mostly unhurt except for her crotch area where her underwear was ruined beyond repair and cum still occasionally oozed out of her gaping orifices. Moving through the darkness Rayne was going practically blind, but thankfully the way previously cleared remained zombie-free and she found the refuge of another store a few doors down the alley. It seemed to be an animal store of some kind, filled with many cages of all sizes, though many of their inhabitants were now dead, having been neither fed nor watered for quite some time now. A few were even undead, but at least still safely trapped behind bars for the moment, even if their constant scratching against their prisons was unnerving.<br/><br/>Rayne had other things to worry about right now, though - metallic footsteps were getting louder and approaching, as the iron golem sought out the last of its prey. Would it notice the half-elf, or would she be able to hide herself and her friend?<br/><br/><em>(Stealth check!)</em>