Crush the enemy.

Steeling herself, Teija watched as the skeletons moved toward her, in loose fashion. Reaching forward with both hands, she crushed her hands into fists, and suddenly two of the skeletons imploded into clouds of dust. On cue, her two companions took off into the flanks of the enemies. Trusting them to do their jobs, she brought her hands up above her head, her breasts jiggling frantically. Chopping downward, her palms facing the ground, the last two skeletons were suddenly flattened by shimmering ****, and crushed into the grass beneath.

Glancing to her left, she saw Sofia standing in a pile of bones, looking pleased with herself. Glancing to the right, she watched as Killian drove his blade down through the skull of the last skeleton in his formation, both blades in hand. Each had performed to the level she needed.

Gathering together, the three of them continued forward, walking up the stairs, and heading through the large double doors. The vestibule was a mess, with statues, and paintings broken and scattered across the floor. Her home had fallen into shambles, but more then that, it was like storm had rampaged through it.

Ignoring the balcony, and the stairs beneath it that led up to it, she instead turned to an open door to her left, and walked through it. Inside she found a huge library, with several books cast about, some burned, some bloody, or covered in other ichor she didn't want to consider. Opposite the way they came in, was another door way leading out of the large room.

This floor contained two libraries. They had entered the larger of the two, and their could be useful information in here, if she took the time to look for it. Then again the smaller one, may contain more useful information. Teija frowned for a moment. She needed information, she needed to know what had befallen her ancestral home.