[center][h3][color=0072bc]Shuala[/color][/h3][/center]
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	Shaula looked at the wall that blocked their way. It was made of solid steel and was much taller than any she had seen before. Standing in front of it was a creature made of rock, guarding the cave from any intruders stupid enough to enter. Celina whispered something to Trevor - hopefully an idea.
	[color=springgreen]"I don't think he'll just let us through, huh?"[/color] Mia said.
	[color=0072bc]"Doesn't look like it,"[/color] Shaula replied. Jason suggested drawing a door with magic, and Mia wanted to ask the thief for help. The first was too ridiculous of an idea to even consider (though Shaula had to admit, it would not have been the strangest thing she's seen today), and the second seemed to be ruled out the moment the thief scurried away. Meanwhile the mole-aliens were all too terrified of the ghost to help. Figures. The New World Order turns everyone into monsters, and what do these aliens want to do? Gawk at a drill. In Shaula's not-so-humble opinion, it wasn't even that great of a drill. But then an idea struck her. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't dream of stealing from people like this. However, desperate times call for desperate measures, and despite what Trevor said, she wasn't sure these aliens really counted as "people," anyway. They'd get over a missing drill.

	[color=0072bc]"The aliens're all obsessing over some big drill, right? Let's just take that, drill down the wall, and then all we have to do is get back that relic or whatever and we're home free,"[/color] Shaula said. If they had any sense, they would agree. The showcase didn't look like it had started yet, so they would need to act fast if they were going forward with this plan.