Marianne followed Grendrick calmly towards the fortress. It seemed the lupine was still eager for more combat. She herself was neutral on the matter. Fighting to her was simply a thing that she had to do. She was not passionate nor hateful towards it. If she had to fight, then she would fight. And she would do it well to the best of her abilities.

Thought she would lie to herself if she didn't find any amusement from the sight of her enemies being swarmed by her bees.

Her walk was soon interrupted by Nove who seemed to be excited about something as he approached her. It turned out he had discovered some magic rings too. But not being educated in the language, he had to ask her what the runes etched on the rings meant and what effects they brought.

"Let's see here..." Marianne took the black ring first, examining it closely under her eyes, "This seems to be a life regeneration ring. It will heal your wounds periodically as long as you wear it, though not by much, I reckoned. So I wouldn't recommend going careless in battle just because you have it on." She then put the ring back and took the other, silver one. "Now, this one seemed to be a ring that increases your toughness, that is, how resistant your body is to blows and what not. Once again, I don't think it increases it by a lot, seeing how I can only sense a faint magical property from it, not strong enough to be anything significant. It's as to be expected, I suppose, seeing how we're just started."

She then returned the ring to him with a smile and said, "You know, it's curious how we both receive artifacts that fit our respective fighting styles. I receive a mana efficienty ring, and you receive a life regeneration ring and a defense ring. If I had gotten, say, a strength ring, I would have no use for it. Well, except for making my swings with this axe better, I suppose." She raised the dwarven axe she had on her right hand, smiling at the image of her swinging the thing around like a barbarian. "It's as if the rifts itself are watching, and making sure that each of us receive useful rewards from our fight."

Finishing her business with Nove, she followed Grendrick and the dwarves into the fortress. And as she had expected, it was the very image of a dwarven fortress she had read in her books. Tough, strong, and full of winding passages only the dwarves could understand. She imagine she would have gotten lost if she tried to walk through the place without a dwarf as a guide. Also, she noticed all the statues made of gold they passed by as they continued on forward. Marianne had known that dwarves really respected their ancestors to the point of worship, but even this was too much for her. She couldn't even begin to imagine the wealth those golden statues could bring if they were to be stolen. Though if the thieves were unwise, they probably would end up crashing the gold market, turning the gold they had stolen worthless. And besides, there were many objects and items out there far more desirable than gold, like extremely rare artifacts only found in the far depths of the Rifts. Someone who possessed them would gain great strength far more valuable than any ordinary wealth.

As they reached the main hall, Marianne readied her insects once more as she saw how the skavens were trying to break the dwarven line as they swarmed the hall. When she saw Fariha firing a volley of her arrows, she decided to send her bees as well. They could disturb the skaven line well enough that the dwarves could begin pushing back the waves of skavens that poured into the room.