Alluria had stopped outside the hidden door as he went in. finally she followed but the gruesome trophies, of monsters that couldn't have existed. her heart began to quicken and her steps slowed. finally she stopped a few feet behind him when he stopped in front of the cage. she pulled the whip out when he mentioned it "i'm not half bad" she said "it's not exactly a common weapon but it's kept me alive this long" she held it loosely but at the ready, eyes darting between Mathias and the creature. she didn't like how Mathias had known she'd had it, or how he had asked if she was good with it, which really could have 2 connotations. the most likely one was she was going to have to fight something, more then likely the thing in the cage. 'why is it green?' she thought, idly, her brain not quite wanting to comprehend the situation.