ISAR
Arm yourself
Well well. Apparently devils show up even without being spoken of. Poking his head around the corner, Isar observed the scene with a detached interest. The carcass had his mouth watering, the bones were given a cursory glance but it was the broad back of the man that retained his focus in the end. This could go several ways; aggressively, or not. Given the guy's size, Isar had a feeling that any aggression would hurt a lot.
In the end he tested the waters before jumping in. Finding a loose rock with a foot, he punted it off along the tunnel floor. It skittered off with a loud rattling sound that would wake the dead. Waiting a moment, he then stepped out so that he could make himself visible in the doorway.
"Am I interrupting?" Sounding far calmer than he probably was, the shaggy-haired Halovian leaned a shoulder against the aged wood of the doorway, arms lightly folded over the chest.
In the end he tested the waters before jumping in. Finding a loose rock with a foot, he punted it off along the tunnel floor. It skittered off with a loud rattling sound that would wake the dead. Waiting a moment, he then stepped out so that he could make himself visible in the doorway.
"Am I interrupting?" Sounding far calmer than he probably was, the shaggy-haired Halovian leaned a shoulder against the aged wood of the doorway, arms lightly folded over the chest.
Because no one else here will save you
