Shen heard Kentaro's voice, but didn't bother to turn around to confirm that it was really him. She was busy tending to Manus, mostly seeing if he's still alive or not. At least he was, which was a relief.
"Amatuers?" Shen repeated, loud enough for him to hear. "As I recall, aren't you a rookie as well?" Whether this was true or not, she smirked; that statement was more to annoy him than anything.
Her eyes moved over to the statue, which now served as the still form it was meant to be. The gaping hole in the wall allowed another outlet for the mist to escape through. Her sword's light only reached to the mouth of the opening, but she didn't really care. Shenorai stood up, referring to her teammates.
"Could someone carry Manus? And Arth...you'd probably get into less trouble if you stayed with the group instead of strayed away. If you're gonna be working with us, you need to stay alive and stop looking for trouble." Her tone was stern, yet not scolding. She let the thought that he is indeed risking his life on these missions sink in as she walked over to the armlet.
Shen took a moment to admire the work that was put into both the altar and the dragon statue in front of her. It must've taken at least a year to make the hand alone, for marble is a helluva thing to carve into. She couldn't even tell what the dragon was made out of, save for the horns. The pattern on the horns looked like a sort of mosaic, but she couldn't tell what was used for those tiles. The rest of the dragon had scales carved into it, though it was difficult to see thanks to the ivy and vines.
Admiration put aside, she looked at the armlet carefully. Though it may have looked silly, Shen waved her sword around it slowly and carefully before even bothering to touch it. Gotta check for wire traps, of course. Then, pulling her left hand into her sleeve, Shen grasped the bottom of the armlet and slid it off of the hand slowly, pausing as she pulled it free. Well, no traps apparently.
Shen turned to the rest of the group. "Anyone want that amulet as well? Or should we just go?"
Since Shenorai had her back to the altar, she didn't see the dragon blink and slowly come to life. Its claws began to flex slowly, as though testing to see if it could move them at all. Though it was toothless, its beak-like mouth looked dangerous enough, especially since it was made of stone.
"Amatuers?" Shen repeated, loud enough for him to hear. "As I recall, aren't you a rookie as well?" Whether this was true or not, she smirked; that statement was more to annoy him than anything.
Her eyes moved over to the statue, which now served as the still form it was meant to be. The gaping hole in the wall allowed another outlet for the mist to escape through. Her sword's light only reached to the mouth of the opening, but she didn't really care. Shenorai stood up, referring to her teammates.
"Could someone carry Manus? And Arth...you'd probably get into less trouble if you stayed with the group instead of strayed away. If you're gonna be working with us, you need to stay alive and stop looking for trouble." Her tone was stern, yet not scolding. She let the thought that he is indeed risking his life on these missions sink in as she walked over to the armlet.
Shen took a moment to admire the work that was put into both the altar and the dragon statue in front of her. It must've taken at least a year to make the hand alone, for marble is a helluva thing to carve into. She couldn't even tell what the dragon was made out of, save for the horns. The pattern on the horns looked like a sort of mosaic, but she couldn't tell what was used for those tiles. The rest of the dragon had scales carved into it, though it was difficult to see thanks to the ivy and vines.
Admiration put aside, she looked at the armlet carefully. Though it may have looked silly, Shen waved her sword around it slowly and carefully before even bothering to touch it. Gotta check for wire traps, of course. Then, pulling her left hand into her sleeve, Shen grasped the bottom of the armlet and slid it off of the hand slowly, pausing as she pulled it free. Well, no traps apparently.
Shen turned to the rest of the group. "Anyone want that amulet as well? Or should we just go?"
Since Shenorai had her back to the altar, she didn't see the dragon blink and slowly come to life. Its claws began to flex slowly, as though testing to see if it could move them at all. Though it was toothless, its beak-like mouth looked dangerous enough, especially since it was made of stone.