<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Hunter</div><div class="spoiler_body">AC (17) CMD (15) 16/23 HP +3 nonlethal damage,-1 STR, Charmed</div></div><br/>It had gone from incredibly grim to...well, a rout of their enemies in one quick moment. Hunter was a little ashamed that she had contributed so little to their success this time, only providing a target at best. But...there was no time to dwell on that. Things were still rather dire, with Rafael having fled with Aleria to the gods know where. She was mentally struggling with the conflicting thoughts...she wanted to believe Rafael fled for the best of reasons, but the fact remains they were all left in danger when he had left. At least...this was something she didn't have to deal immediately.<br/><br/>"It looks like our decision has been made for us...we can't go back, it's certain death...or worse. We'll have to risk the path and hope the way is clear." She glances at the slumbering foes...it would be prudent to just slit their throats but that sort of thinking was part of why she stopped being a pirate. She's not a common murderer. "Let's just take their weapons and leave them on the other side of the door...that might slow them down while they look for them, or get replacements. But let's not delay too long, or we're not going to get another chance."