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[SeriousConcentrate]

Diana shifted her weight to her left foot and put her hands on her hips, tapping her right foot impatiently.

"So... are we going to the throne room? The sooner I can get to the dungeon, the better. I really would like to see my friends."

[Swordstar]

Brann peered around the corner into the dungeon, hoping to spot some way to open the different cells without drawing too much attention to himself.

[Blade Master Model 42]

Ursa peeked just in time to see the back of a soldier speaking to one of the traveler's he'd seen taken prisoner earlier.

"Yes, of course." The soldier lowered his lance, and turned back toward the hall, failing to notice the hiding Ursa.

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As for Brann, he peered into a small room with a desk, a sleeping guard, and another door. Based on the directions he was given, the dungeons were through the next door.

[Swordstar]

With a quiet sigh, Brann slowly approached the sleeping guard. If possible, he would prefer to just grab the keys and leave the man sleeping. But if there was no easy way to get the keys... He was prepared to kill the sleeping man if he had too.

[Blade Master Model 42]

It wasn't hard to spot the keys- They were hanging off a ring on the guard's belt.

[Sirus]

Ursa decided for the direct approach: he leapt out of the shadows and tackled the guard, attempting to knock him out against the wall/floor or at the very least disarm him.

[Blade Master Model 42]

The enormous man smashed the young soldier into the wall with a tackle with the force of a small train. The guardsman had time only to let out a brief shriek before it turned to a gurgle.

[Sirus]

Ursa listened for a moment to check if anyone reacted to the brief noise, then checked the soldier to see if he was still alive or not.

[SeriousConcentrate]

Diana gasped at the sudden attack and stepped back a few paces.

"...Who are you?"

[Blade Master Model 42]

Other than the girl, Ursa didn't hear or see anyone else. As for the soldier, he was alive- Though it was plain to see that state of affairs would not continue much longer. He weakly coughed, splattering blood over his face and chin. The tackle and sudden stop at the wall had likely broken several ribs, and caused internal damage.

[Sirus]

Ursa growled softly. Though he had no real objections to killing, he had hoped to avoid it until they were safely on the way out. He stood up and looked at the other person, recognizing her as Blue Girl from the captive group he had followed.

: "...Ursa. Looking for Princess."

[SeriousConcentrate]

"...I'm princess Diana Durhiel, yes. Why were you looking for me?"

While she was talking and hopefully distracting him, her hand was searching around for something near her she could use as a weapon in case this very large man attacked her too.

[Sirus]

: "Blue Girl is Princess? Okay. Ursa here to rescue you and others captured. Other man headed to dungeon to save others. Old woman told Ursa where to find you. Follow Ursa." He belatedly remembered Brann's warning about not giving commands, and added "Please."

[SeriousConcentrate]

Diana blinked. This was the last thing she had expected, but if fate was going to give her this chance then she was going to take it... although if anyone was leading anybody anywhere, it would be her, because she wasn't about to leave the others behind.

"Thank you for your help, Sir Ursa. I'll lead you to the dungeons, and we can rescue them all together."

She curtseyed and picked up the guard's lance. She didn't know how to use one effectively, but Tyrn did, and she would feel better if he at least had a weapon when they broke her friends out.

"This way, if you please."

Diana started heading toward the dungeon.

[Swordstar]

Brann steeled himself. Quickly placing his hand over the man's mouth, he attempted to slit the man's throat as quickly as possible.