"But of course, Lady Naael." Desire replied respectfully, and tilted her head, taking up a rear-guard position. The compass indicated a door to the right.<br/><br/>Following the passageway, the halls became more solid and better kept. Lights changed from everlasting torches to glowing orbs of light. And after a time, they came to a set of steel doors. Through one of the doors was punched the tip of adamantine lance, dried blood across the lethal tip that pointed out at them.