Aleksandra’s eyes widened as the sound of the beast overhead reverberated through the tunnels. Whatever it was - it was big, and probably not something she wanted to get to know very well. Her current filth drenched state all but forgotten, she paused to listen, getting a feel for just how massive the creature was. A sinking feeling welled up in her stomach as the lumbering footsteps thundered above. The normally reassuring weight of her sword and guns suddenly felt far, far too little. She thought of the powerful rifles that men insecure in their masculinity would take to go hunting game in Africa - how she wished she had one of those rifles now, to face whatever it was that lurked just above them.

However, judging by their the little man’s reaction, and his words just prior, this… [i]thing[/i], whatever it was, was almost certainly connected to the disappearances. She wasted no time in sprinting after him, catching him by the collar and tripping the man into the same filth she herself had gone sprawling into a moment before. 

Before he could react she had dragged him back to Lucie, slamming him against the wall and snarling in his face, in what little Czech she knew, “Too ugly? Too bad. You take us up, help us hide. Then follow.” Turning to her compatriot she raised a sewage covered finger to silence any protest, speaking in English, “Before you say anything, this is our best lead, and this lead is as good as it’s going to get. Say what you want about the chance of us dying, we won’t get a better chance than this.” \

Whirling back around to Filip, she got in close to him, looking the man dead in the eye. “That thing [i]might[/i] kill you. Maybe painful. I [i]will[/i] kill you if don’t follow instructions. Definitely painful.”