Oh dear... one of the cages on top of Rayne's makeshift barrier hit the ground with a crash much too loud for her liking, startling a pair of ugly undead parrots, their usually colorful plumage now faded and bloodstained with half their feathers missing. "Brains! Brains!" the unliving avians squawked, more than loudly enough for anyone and anything nearby to hear.<br/><br/>Inevitably the iron golem stormed into the store, breaking down the back door in a single blow. One of its arms had transformed into a massive two-handed iron axe that it used to do the job. Another sweet of its axe-arm and Rayne's birdcage barrier was swept aside like a house of cards. Thick and smelly cum leaking out of the iron maiden's torso through the edges of its lid, it seemed quite eager to get a bloody decor on the currently gleaming edge of the axe head - by dipping it in the organic meatbags if necessary!<br/><br/>Fortunately, Rayne spotted two possible ways out - a mad dash towards the front door and out onto the streets of the bazaar, or a mad dash towards a narrow set of stairs (possibly too narrow for the golem to fit into the opening, to boot!) that led down into the cellar.