Cythlla looked up at Kaathe with a look of relief in her eyes. "T-Thank you." Cythlla said nervously. She took his hand and got up with his help. "I'm sorry I burdened you like that, I'll try to keep that from happening in the future." Cythlla said holding her shovel nervously. She the turned to the others with the books she had gathered now in her bag. Her face was a bit red after being helped by Kaathe, why didn't she hate him? Every time she saw an elf of any kind she would feel the urge to hit them with her shovel. If Henry were here now he would be growling at Kaathe.


Speaking of Henry he was currently fighting back a few of the undead that had risen. "Despite being a familiar to a necromancer, I have no clue on how necromancy works." Henry said, he didn't like it when others assumed what was going on. But from the looks of things it seemed that someone else had already figured out how to solve the problem. "Glad you figured out how to solve this, we should get going." Henry said starting to head towards the exit. "We should try to find the others, I can't leave Cythlla alone for two long, if she dies so do I." Henry said back to the others as he ran for an exit of the room.