Leave her to her fate.

"We have no time! We must flee!" you bark to the two remaining, baffled bandits. You feel Rosaria shoot you a cold stare, but you're preoccupied dodging slime strands. Splat! Splat! Two more splash down onto the bridge and send it shaking. This almost sends slender Helen over the side, but she holds fast on the rope. "If we don't leave now, we'll all be killed!" you add and dart back the way you came. Helen lets out a frustrated whine before scampering behind you.

"Rosariaaaa--" Beatrice cries out as the slime zips her up into the eerie, dim blue light above.

"Damn it!" Rosaria growls, fires off her crossbow into the ceiling above. "Damn it! Damn it!" she curses, fighting back a sob, "I'm sorry, Bea! I'm so sorry!" she wipes a tear from her eye before hurrying after the two of you. Once on stable ground, you turn back in time to see another trio of slime lines yank and tug, finally tearing the feeble bridge to pieces. Helen stands further ahead by the exit, hands on her slim thighs, panting heavily. Rosaria, however, sinks down to her knees at the edge of the chasm and casts a somber stare up toward the cave ceiling. With the rogue's back turned, you begin whispering an incantation.

"Come, now. We will mourn for Beatrice later," you say and place a hand on Rosaria's shoulder. On contact, your Charm Person spell activates, and you see Rosaria's posture straighten up immediately.

"You... You're right, Lord Mendax," she murmurs, rising to her feet. The voluptuous brunette slings her crossbow over one shoulder and ruffles Helen's hair. "Let's get a move on, we have a ways to go," she says to her counterpart, and the skinny redhead abides, falling in line.

You cast one last glance up to the Lumoworm nest and sigh. Grevakhnu demands sacrifice, and you are beholden to provide. A shame, you think to yourself, Beatrice would have made a fine milking cow. Turning away, you leave the damp warmth of the vast chamber behind you.