"I am wiz ze elf, you should trust uzzers to know zeir own knowledge. If I were to, say, order someone to [i]stop...[/i] it might be, ah, [i]dangerous[/i] if zey did not listen," the drider stated, getting the feeling that they were all talking about something completely different... but in her mind it got the important information over. If she told everyone to stop, then they ought to stop--and if someone with any trap knowledge said the same, then Myrielle was going to stay where she was and [i]not[/i] be the idiot to lose a hand to a descending ceiling.

Leyna, of course, had just received a crash course in how quietly something with so many limbs could move, seeing as the mage had spoken up from right behind her.