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Éliane had only one conclusion to offer after seeing the trap gauntlet that awaited them. “I liked the fish creatures better.” Not that fighting such beasts wasn’t an entertaining pastime, but after an entire day up of ceaseless combat and awful things like actual spy craft, even someone as dedicated to the art of battle was wearing herself out for the day. 

Most importantly, she had exhausted her on-demand supply of coffee long ago.

Her grumpiness should be obvious given the fact. 

She watched as her companions solved some of the traps. Rudolf had managed to sabotage some of the plates with Miina’s help, who also got the far more envious task of blowing up the magical mines. 

Seeing things explode could never really get old, even if in this case it was an unjumped fireworks show underground. 

The swinging halberds posed a little more of a problem, and as Éliane looked at them to see how she’d tackle them, Galahad and Esben had sorted out a gameplan that involved her. 

“Eh. They’d be easier to jam in place if they were warped by explosives… it shouldn't be that robust,” she pointed out. Nonetheless, she tried out his suggestion first, carefully taking the butt o her rifle to poke at the mechanism in question—but in a way that was careful enough to not fully commit enough to damage her weapon or anybody else here. 

If it didn’t work, then she still had a few unused grenades that she recovered from the battle.