[color=ed145b]”Okay okay, one down…I think?”[/color] she mumbled, then went to retrieve the discarded ‘Darkness’ tile. No sooner did she lift it however was there an ungodly roar from unnervingly not too far away, and Willo didn’t realize until a moment later that she’d shrieked in surprise with it. 

Hastily she scrambled to replace the ‘Light’ tile with ‘Darkness’, but didn’t wait around to see what the effect would be. Instead she made for the rack of weapons, looking from one to the next with increasing dread. Swords she couldn't cut with, maces she couldn’t wield with any degree of skill, and glaives that, while likely her best bet, would still struggle to do any real work with her lack of strength. Still, she grabbed it and the bladed crossbow, even if she had no experience with archery, and there was no way she’d be able to reload the thing, one shot could buy her a few more moments she wouldn’t have otherwise. 

Weapons in hand, she made her way back out into the hall to await either the barrier falling, or the arrival of…whatever was coming.