Ceria turned around from her position in the hall at the sound of MORE shattering glass.  [color=39b54a]"Would you keep it down in there people?"[/color] she hissed.  Turning back around to face the hallway's intersection, she mutters more to herself but still audible to anyone who cares.[color=39b54a] "Oh sure! Let's just invite more dragons and fish people to come try to lop our heads off for the THIRD time!  I LOVE nearly getting burnt to a crisp!"[/color]  Another foot stamp, but this time she had the presence of mind to merely kick her toe into the stone instead of the louder heel part of her foot.  The dull thud of the force of impact was therapeutic and she used the pain to focus on guarding.