[center][color=aba000][h2]Devora Amigora[/h2][/color][/center]
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As the wolf continued to rattle on about.. Something; Devora couldn't help but frown as the shade rats perished in the darkness of the basement. Sure, she had more where that came from, but she felt a fraction of their pain as their lives were extinguished. She turned to her large companion, patting him on the leg reassuringly before proceeding down the stairs. The half-elf muttered something of a small prayer for her fallen comrades, under her breath as they descended. Her hand slowly unholstered the revolver at her hip as their footsteps echoed into the dark chamber.

As they reached the bottom of the stairs, a flutter of wings echoed throughout as Akash landed on the Operative's shoulder. The bird's form seemed to slowly melt away, it's body being absorbed by Devora's. A glowing, blue circuit-like pattern slowly flowed down her arms, the cylinders of the revolver glowed with a faint blue light as the pattern reached her finger tips. Just like before, a blue sigil appeared on her left iris. For whatever lurked in this darkness, she needed to be ready for things to get... 'Interesting.' She took a deep breath to relax herself, allowing her body to fully assimilate with her familiar.

[color=aba000]"Sir Fluffles, on guard."[/color] She instructed, her eyes scanning the room for any kind of threat before deciding to do a little investigation of her own. Not really something she usually does in the OTO.

What caught her eye was track that formed a small path from the stairs to the idol.. to a cabinet. She slowly followed this path, before stopping in front of the metal cabinet. She inspected the scratches at the bottom to try identify what kind of creature or tool could've made the markings. Perhaps such clues would tell her what kind of monster they could be dealing with, if any. Another aspect that interested her was the state of the cabinet itself. Old, but not as destroyed as everything else.