“You kill it, you get its stuff and you never have to look over your shoulder again.”
“I. I suppose, but–” She put her finger to Sarah’s lips. “Ah!”
“Ideas fitting for the predicament, dear.”
The little elf blushed and turned away while Keiter considered the request. “This?” then the rest of the decrepit room. Yes it is! When she tested the structure of it by pushing against it, the elf’s eyes clouded over a little. On the large door was a bass relief depicting an open Lilly blossom along with temple hours on a plaque beside the door, barely clinging on to the moldy plaster. The the most didn’t know about Isira was that Her portfolio also included physical love, now it was becoming more obvious as the others around the room started groping one another and hugging, bathing in their newfound attraction. Another glance at Sarah and then the street and she stepped in with Sarah right behind her. Sarah smiled and lead them to the door near the back of the chamber.
