Now THAT was satisfying!

Her attack went swimmingly. Having raised the multi-armed beast above her and smashed it into the floor she stood over the putrid pile, unaware of it's smell for the most part given that her sense of both taste and smell were quite thoroughly dead.

Reaching down she grabbed the mace it had pulled from it's back, prying the weapon from it's cold dead hand. The mace now in hand she held her new tool of destruction high up above, her other hand braced on her hip in a fist as she stood heroically.

"That's one guaarrd thing diissaarrmmed!" She quipped, giving the mace a couple good swings to test it's balance. It was clearly made for something larger than a human like this creature that laid dead before them. For her however it was a rather light armament compared to her usual fare. It made for a fine one-handed weapon but she'd want for a larger weapon should they be looking at a larger scale scuffle than this.

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When she looked from her weapon she saw everyone was running down the hall while she was caught up with her new weapon.

"Heeyy, Wait up guuyyss!" She began running after them. She hadn't really paid much mind to what was happening with the suspended specters which were now loosed but she just didn't want to be left alone in such a vast place like this. It had been a while since the last time she had conversed with anyone who wasn't just yelling feverish prayers from an order she no longer recognized while attacking her. She wasn't going to let people who didn't immediately charge at her with broadswords scurry off that easy.

Catching up was quite easy for her. Given how the little masked fellow's legs were shorter she soon found she needed to slow down to a jog just so she didn't rush ahead of him and make a wrong turn. Given the tireless state of her body whatever pace she set herself was the pace she was running with at all times, something more than what could be said about these other stragglers that were trying to keep up with them.

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They seemed to stop at what looked quite close to a barracks, something she was quite familiar with. It seemed some bloody business took place since the table was rife with the stuff. Several of the people were discussing things but her eyes were immediately drawn to what looked to be a store room. The one fellow with the odd accent was asking if any of them wanted to go check it out.

"Oh, I'll go! I'll go!" She quickly chimed, waving her free hand as she eagerly volunteered for the task. Without waiting for any sort of permission to go ahead she just marched right up to the door and threw it open with gusto.

"Rreeaadyy or not, Heerre wee coomme!" She announced to whatever laid on the other side in case there were folks waiting for them to come through the door.

Subtlety was not her strong suit.