"This tunnel won't collapse on us until out business is done at least, the gods would not allow it. Evil or good." it was blasphemy to pretend to understand the will of the gods, but it wasn't like Kiera not to speak what she believed. "Though it is probably best not to test it, and let's pray they don't have any more grenades of their own."

" You've got spare torch... can you light another one and throw it into the darkness ahead? I've got a really bad feeling for some reason." the half-breed said to Ser Arthur. Kiera couldn't fathom as to why, they would be heading that way anyway and any possible trap would be revealed by the light of truth all followers of Borealis bore.

"We do not have time to dally with tricks like that, we will have to remain alert on our advance but we cannot stay here. Let us hope that out fears are unfounded and that the goblin traps are as obvious and easy to dispatch as they were." enough time had been wasted treating a relatively superficial wound. It was better to be safe then sorry in places like this, but having to stop for such an injury might make them safe and sorry. Kiera had every respect for the minor gods of mercy, but she doubted their power here. Here was a place of might and testing