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[h1][color=0080ff]Niah Bautista[/color][/h1]
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[color=0080ff]Location:[/color] Mount Rushmore, South Dakota
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Niah laughed. It was good to laugh. She was smiling as she headed toward the mouth of the cave. In a way, she felt invincible. Some of the coins she had grabbed looked familiar and were from all over the world and at different times. This dragon had done a lot of hoarding. [color=0080ff]"Feels bad to leave so much behind. Maybe we can convince the Senate to send a group here just to gather it. Obviously, leave anything cursed behind."[/color] 

She didn't take the coin from Nancy, there was no reason. She had no idea how much gold she had shoved into her bag, but she was not concerned about money at the moment. Maybe she could send some to her dad. He only had her baby brother, since her sister had disappeared and she had been sent to America. Maybe she could hire a private detective to find her sister? She let the pipe dreams play across her mind and then let most of them die. 

At the mouth of the cave, she tried to get the armor to lift her up again. Nothing happened. Stupid probably cursed armor. [color=0080ff]"Grab onto me."[/color] She told her friends. Yes, friends. There was no way around that now. Once they had a hold of her she focused on the armor again getting it to lift her and then out into the nothingness, before decending them back to the ground.