Ten-Nee lowered her guns as it seems that the two groups had come to an agreement. Silently Kas left to fetch the barrel she was carrying before follower Delima and Bridget up to where Diamond was at. Fortunately for Diamond, the door closed and locked behind her, preventing the two girls from realizing she had a key inside. Though she remained on guard, Ten-Nee resummarized the situation for Diamond. "My name is Ten-Nee. This girl is Kas. We're both revenants just trying to survive here. If you want our help, you three can try and take on a lost deeper in the tunnels. We've decided to call her Salome, and she's a nasty one. She lures you in by sounding like a crying girl, but by the time you're too close, she'll attack you. Last time we saw her she was gigantic, with a goat head and a big furry arm. She takes advantage of his giant size to crush you inside of the tunnels, so try and fight her in a more open area."

As she spoke, Kas looked at the three girls. Her eyes were hidden, but those looking at her would catch a glimpse of gold. "There is another... Below... Who can help... Our friends..." She spoke in stilted sentences, like she was trying to start a new sentence each time. But she didn't elaborate as she walked towards the door, opening with a keycard in her pocket and putting the barrel inside. Ten-Nee tapped her mask before remembering one more thing. "There is also... Another man who's sometimes down here. He's a friend of ours named Domus. He's not very strong so... So keep him alive! If he dies, a lot of bad shit will happen!" Kas looks to Ten-Nee. "Ten-nee... Language."

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After grabbing the extra ichor, Ambrosial would continue on his path down the tunnels. He would notice that the land mines were more sporadically spread, suggesting this stretch isn't nearly as traveled. But soon he'll heard the sounds of gunfire in the distance. It wouldn't be long before he'd come across the two young boys again locked in combat against a large horde of lost. Most of them appeared to be simply thrall variants, but there were a few Euphoric Soldier types: these were more competent Losts with better equipment and combat skills. Despite vastly outnumbering the boys however, they did not cower nor seemed particularly worried. The larger boy with the gun was expertly moving through the crowd of Lost, gunning down the thralls. He's notably avoiding shooting the Euphoric Soldiers, who were armed with shields and actively guarding. Likely the child knew to take on the lost who lacked the defensive means to protect themselves. However Ambrosial could not see where the other child was at from his position.

The young boy, the one who Ambrosial could deduce is Yazzy, was doing well enough on his own but he was still outnumbered twelve-to-one. His Light Automatic was only slowly chipping away at the Lost, and they were closing in on him. If nothing is done soon, they will overwhelm the boy by sheer numbers alone, and there was no telling if there were any others coming or already there.