Not wanting to take too long, Annabel quickly scoured the room. There wasn't much there she could use. It was more likely she would shoot an ally than the enemy if she took a gun. There was no way she was going to not hurt herself with a sword.
As Annabel was about to give up, she spotted a stick in the corner. As she walked over to it, she realized it was a staff. With tender hands, she lifted it. It was lighter than it looked and seemed sturdy. The steel bar was covered in cactaur juice and had become slimy so it would probably slip out of her hands if she swung it.
Annabel noticed everyone was waiting on her and walked to the doorway.
"Fuyuto, you should take the lead. You know how fight better than I do." Annabel said looking around, then pointing down the hall, "We should go that way."