"I wouldn't really know if faith would help. For me it's always been "Do what you have to" Which getting my sword back is one of those things." Wrenna told him as she stopped at the doorway. Then she watched as Soreth invoked some spell (or maybe just asked the doors?) to...watch over her? Yeah. He had definitely made her journey to find him the castle easier with this hadn't he... "Alright...Thanks." She said before she quickly dashed off down the hallways. While the setting was completely different, Wrenna couldn't help but reminded of her childhood while running down the tight corridors, a little like the back streets of home where she lived before her Father managed to convince the whole human realm that she was the hero of legend. 

Wrenna didn't allow herself to slip into fond memories. She knew exactly where she was (and was really actually hitting herself for staying for so long even if she had nowhere else to go...) and knew what would probably happen if she ran into another demon. Especially without her own sword...Finally she got back to the room where she had fought against Soreth. Only about half an hour ago, she had walked in expecting to kill the guy, and now she was going to meet back with him for a meal...Wrenna really should have learned that there was no hope for a normal life when those first few people started to believe her Father. Wrenna quickly grabbed her sword and started to head back to Soreth's room...only to find the door closed. "Oh dammit..." She muttered as she looked around. All the other doors were closed to and if she listened carefully she could hear footsteps coming closer to the room. She had to hide, but where. There really was no real place to hide...except for one place. A chandelier high up in the air. Wrenna quickly used another wind spell which sent her flying up where she grabbed a hold of the chandelier with one hand, keeping hold of her sword in the other as she waited to see what would happen down below.