[color=FFA1EF][b]Asmodeus[/b][/color]

As if by a switch, she turned from stoic, slightly oblivious woman contemplating that sleek succulent back, to an intensely focused warrior as soon as she noticed the unknown person appear.

The voice mentioned something about entering that hole there, what she assumed to be the entrance of the Temple, but that was not as important as what she perceived as a immediate threat. There was nothing but her and that person in her mind now, as Asmodeus focused solely on that person. Her breathing slowed as she started to regulate her breathing, and unsheathed her sword. 

But, instead of attacking them, the figure simply jumped over them and ran away.

She stared after it for a moment, before going into the entrance as well.

[color=FFA1EF]"Stand back, Sir Cal. It would be prudent to let those with better armaments go first, lest ye be struck down by an unseen blade."[/color]

Pushing past him without waiting for his response, she held out her sword in front of her, walking slowly as she looked about warily for any sort of ambush.