Use caution.

Janette began to run towards the sound of Druuna's scream, but stopped herself. She knew Druuna was a much better fighter than her, and rushing into the situation would only get her caught too. Calming her beating chest, the brown haired girl took tock of her situation:

she had her iron dagger, a flashlight, 6 batteries, a small mirror, a half bottle of wine, some matches and the clothes she was wearing (a pair of slightly torn pants, a pair of white underwear, a pair of solid hiking boots, a basic white bra, a plain white sleeveless top and a beige bandanna to keep the sweat out of her eyes). Not the best equipment for a hostile situation, but she wasn't in the guild just because of her looks (though they didn't hurt); Janette was smart, and knew how to make the best of her situation.

Slowly, Janette slid the mirror out from behind her hiding spot. Through the polished surface she could see a number of grotesque albino creatures guarding the entrance to a stairway that led deeper into the structures underbelly. There were about three of them, two holding long, makeshift spears and the third cradling a pair of wicked looking knives.