[h2]The Hunter[/h2]

It shouldn't have come as a surprise that people ignored her suggestion to split up here--and properly--rather than just walk forward into the unknown. That sort of thing was the reason so many hunters seemed to go completely over the edge with nobody around, becoming worse than the beasts that they were out to kill in the first place.

Though she felt that the magical world might be a better fit for her--after all, didn't studying the arcane do horrible things to one's sanity?--given the various runes that formed a bulwark against eldritch knowledge, two people had already passed through to it. That meant that for the sake of keeping to some sort of balance, the Hunter would have to follow the blonde that had suddenly pulled a sword-shaped... thing from somewhere.

She stepped forwards, appearing alongside Saber and with no better idea where to go.