Grace moved then, ignoring the fear of the girl against the wall and taking hold of the one in the pipes. "Forgive me if I hurt you," She said as she pulled the girl free, "but I fear we have run out of time." She fought down the bile in her throat as metal was pulled free from flesh and bone, ignoring the horrific noises that made. Finally the girl was free, and Grace held her gently against her own body like a mother carrying her child, and turned to the other girl in the room.

"I have no time to earn your trust now. You have a choice, either follow us and live, or run from me and be consumed by this place. If you follow me, no harm will befall you as long as my body moves." Then she turned, moving swiftly to the hole in the wall that led outside. Then she saw what had frightened the girl in the pipes. She backed away from the new god, wondering what fool had summoned it here, then turned and moved in the other direction, looking back briefly both to see if the other girl was following them and if the god had noticed them escaping.