We love the smell of fear

Finally, the woman was somewhat useful to him. Slowly but surely, she led them through the shattered hallway, avoiding the shards with precise movements and careful pawsteps. As they walked, Rhazien licked away the blood that was weeping from his shoulder, but it still left a trail behind them as they walked. He had assumed she would be leading them to an exit- but once again, he was met with another obstacle. A low, guttural growl bellowed inside of his chest, ears falling flat against his skull. ”Don't stop now, woman." He said, instructing her to lead the way again. He was done being the sacrifice and meandering through these labyrinths blindly.

Path chosen: Charisma

”Speech”