[PQ] I Need A Hero

ely Well, that was unexpected: a baby crying was just about the last thing Elyna had expected to hear when they finally got the door open. Of course, she was fully convinced that it was a trap of some kind. After all, no baby could’ve survived being sealed inside the building for who knew how long this place had been ruined. It made a lot more sense to assume that this was something designed to lure them in, perhaps get them to lower their guard. If so, it backfired spectacularly, since Elyna’s instincts were immediately pinged; if she’d had hackles, they would’ve raised at the sound. No fake baby was gonna get her to act dumb. She’d still go in first—it made the most tactical sense and she’d already committed—but she wanted to voice her opinion before venturing forth. "Illusion magic, or some other trick, you think?" Her voice was pitched in a low whisper towards the other women: hopefully they’d agree with her assessment that this was not something they wanted to mess with. Mostly, she just wanted them to be as cautious as she was. Luckily, her eyes had no need to adjust to the light, or lack thereof, within the room, so she proceeded, glaive now held before her. Instead of speeding ahead to scout as she’d said she would, Elyna was taking her time, making sure there weren’t any traps (not that she’d necessarily notice) and that the footing was steady for her more fragile companions before moving on. All the while, she tried to zero in on the sound of the baby and let it guide her; even if she knew it was a fake, they still had to investigate. Hopefully Roana would be close behind.