[center][color=#ADD8E6][h2]Reina Lockwood[/h2][/color][/center]

The guard they had singled out had lowered his, well, [i]guard[/i] after just one touch, and Reina almost felt sorry for him. One nasty hit on the head later and he was sprawled unto the ground, eyes rolling to the back of his head as he was rendered unconscious. The plan was to be all about discretion. Find the weak spot in the sentry, take care of the obstacle, sneak in quietly. They'd successfully done two out of three, and it would seem as though it would be smooth sailing from there on. Most of the guards had been positioned in the front and the side of the temple, and while Reina (sort of, kind of, and she'd never tell Lyra this) hoped some of them would be alerted by their trespassing, none did. She suspected they were far too tense—their fear narrowed their focus and clouded their judgment.

[color=#ADD8E6][b]"Oh, wait! Before we go in,"[/b][/color] Reina crouched down by the downed guard, looking much like a child in the middle of a practical joke with the playful grin on her face. She stripped the guard of his armor, quickly unhooking the latches and the belt and resetting them around her. The armor was too big on her small frame and the metal clanged with her every movement, but Reina looked pleased all the same. She winked at Lyra. [color=#ADD8E6][b]"There. Don't I make a fetching knight in shining armor?"[/b][/color]

Now that her urge for folly had been somewhat satiated, Reina went back to business. Only a locked door remained in their way, and as one should know, opening things were something of an ex-pirate specialty. Reina could pick the lock in a matter of second, but she was a knight in shining armor right now and she thought a grand entrance suited her better.

[color=#ADD8E6][b]"Ready, partner~?"[/b][/color]

Reina cracked her knuckles and inhaled deeply, centering all the energy in her fists. Pale blue lightning crackled between her fingertips and it was as though thunder rolled across the skies when she punched the door open. The guards flanking the temple's perimeter all jolted in alarm, but looked only heavenward, anticipating the rain that was supposed to follow the sky's cries.

Before the door could crash to ground and cause more of a ruckus, Reina zipped forward, intercepting the heavy oak door she had just blasted from its hinges to set it down gently. They may have escaped the outside guards' notice, but the clamor she caused would have alerted anyone inside.

Reina beckoned for Lyra to get into formation. She wasn't sure how many guards were inside, and part of her wondered if they were the cream of the crop—because save the best for last, right?—but she wasn't too worried either way. With Lyra and her side-by-side, nothing was impossible.

Footsteps scuffled from deeper in the temple, the sound of metal on metal echoing off the walls. 

She turned to Lyra and smirked, [color=#ADD8E6][b]"Here they come."[/b][/color]