Through some miracle, Tyzias's almost imperceptible smile lingers. It's almost like Vaikuntha; traipsing through a mysterious and spooky dungeon, trading sarcastic barbs like they weren't in very serious danger... damn, there's the melancholy nostalgia. Ignoring the sudden pang in her chroma beater, Tyzias shoots Dust a faux-withering glare. "Jeeg, do you want that happen? Rule number one of adventuring, Dust: Don't tempt Murphy."

Before she steps foot in the corridor, Tyzias thrusts her other hand forward, and the lights coalesce into a net that sweeps down the left hallway, illuminating its murky depths. Only when she's satisfied that they won't get jumped will Tyzias continue on.