The sharp knock at the door made Krakas jump. She heard a voice on the other end, saying something about having a key to the door. Grimly, she wondered how her own blood could imprison her. "Come in," she called to the voice. "There's nothing to occupy me here." The sound of a key sliding into a lock reverberated throughout the room, and the door creaked open, revealing a figure on the large side, armed to the teeth. "So? Do you need anything?" she asked.