[Despite how weak he feels Diluc lands solidly on his feet. He rubs his wrists to judge how much damage has been done as he says,]
Possibly. Or at least a way out. Step back, I’ll call him to scout for us.
[Once Pietro has stepped back the smoke pours out and settles on his shoulder in a pigeon sized Dellingr. The dragon looks around then takes to the air, slipping through the gap at the top.
Diluc presses to the wall of the stall and turns his head to press his ear against it. There is still no sound of guards. The door rattles then clicks open as the now horse sized Dellingr in the hall rumbles at them and returns to pigeon size.
Looking out the light is still dim. Rows of stalls like theirs are set on both sides. All of them are locked but not secure. As if whatever has them doesn’t see them as a threat. There is a mixed spill of blood on the floor halfway down. Dellingr tucks himself up under Diluc’s hair.]
no subject
Possibly. Or at least a way out. Step back, I’ll call him to scout for us.
[Once Pietro has stepped back the smoke pours out and settles on his shoulder in a pigeon sized Dellingr. The dragon looks around then takes to the air, slipping through the gap at the top.
Diluc presses to the wall of the stall and turns his head to press his ear against it. There is still no sound of guards. The door rattles then clicks open as the now horse sized Dellingr in the hall rumbles at them and returns to pigeon size.
Looking out the light is still dim. Rows of stalls like theirs are set on both sides. All of them are locked but not secure. As if whatever has them doesn’t see them as a threat. There is a mixed spill of blood on the floor halfway down. Dellingr tucks himself up under Diluc’s hair.]