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"“Thavaal!” The Goliath growled, pulling the bloodied ax blade from the stench-filled rat carcass, she was ready to take on yet another, her large heart pumping rapidly, and muscles tensed to slay more of the vile creatures that seemed to never end. But a quick glance by the light of Renault's lantern revealed none to be had. At least, none that wanted to pick a fight with the group, as any further rats that may have been seen prior to the fight scattered and vanished into the shadows. After a few moments of the realization, Vah'lux lowered her weapon, flicking her wrist enough to cause a good amount of the vermin's blood to fly off the blade and splatter to the dirt below.

Closing her eyes for a few seconds, she allowed focused breathing to slow the the quickened pace of her heart, and her mind. The [i]Rage[/i] within wanting ever-so-eagerly to crawl out from its depths and destroy. But it was an anger and fighting prowess that could be stilled easily enough through training learned long ago. Training that kept her from becoming just another wild beast. But it hadn't been simply the fight which caused a spike, but also the underlying fear of being underground. Not a debilitating fear -thank Kavaki- but one of which urged her enough to want to get the hell out of the rat hole. 

"Let us move." She grumbled, almost to herself, but enough so that her husky voice could be heard. The Goliath had no desire to linger any longer than was needed in a place full of nothing but death.