Judgement sensed her presence as she approached him, but he made no sudden movements. The smaller woman moved in front of him and introduced herself courteously, to which he saw it fit to slowly nod his head in acknowledgement of her presence, ignoring the outstretched hand. He regarded her silently for an almost awkward length of time and then walked past her, his steps neither fast nor slow but unmistakably full of purpose. He carried himself well for a man in all that armour, but such was to be expected from an individual of the Divine race, even without wings.

He did not stop to see if she would follow him, to his mind he had fulfilled his requirements of waiting for his ally and she had definitely given him mixed feelings about her usefulness from a cursory glance, now her actions and her wellbeing were mostly up to her own to decide. Judgement was nothing if not decisive in action, he had something to find and potential threats to eliminate, and he was going to do just that. 

He climbed the steps two at a time, using his long stride to his advantage, the doors to the fortress were already open and beckoning him within so he did just that, unperturbed by countless small darts shooting out from a number of hidden locations and bouncing off his armour. The darts were expended and he continued on, the way clear for his less well protected ally.

The Divine found himself with three potential paths on entry, a middle corridor that promised to lead further through into ground level, and stair-cases on either side of him that offered access up or down to different levels. He took a mere moment to consider his course of action, standing stock still as if praying for guidance.