Suwako glanced at the pools of blood, which immediately sent shivers down her spine. Someone... Or someTHING had been injured here, and she wasn't particularly inclined to find out what that was. In all honesty, she'd have much preferred leaving the desert entirely, though other... Circumstances had kept her from that goal. Following Black Rock Shooter to the hole, Suwako felt another shiver down her spine.

"This malicious feeling... I haven't felt something like this in ages..." she muttered as she backed away from the hole slowly. "With all of those weird... Things gone, I think we should probably get out of here. As soon as possible, preferably."

Flicking another spellcard into her hand in case she needed to force a distraction, Suwako looked at the others as she moved away from that pit. Even gods know when something shouldn't be trifled with, after all.

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Dio waited on the car as it moved along the rail, tapping his fingers impatiently as the machine finally stopped and its doors opened up. Stepping outside the tram, he noticed that it had led him right where he had needed to be... Or so he believed. There was a strange feeling in the air, one that he had become quite accustomed to during his stay in Egypt. The intent to kill was one thing that was difficult to mask, after all.

"I assumed as much." Dio sighed, shaking his head as he stepped forwards. "Should I also assume that, given your position, our stolen supplies are nearby?" he asked, hoping to see if he could bait the next adversary out of the woodwork.