Senna's reaction to the arrival of new party members was even more subdued than her partner's. She glances at them, giving a reassured smile from the shadows at the fact that she wasn't the only backrow fighter on the team. Then, nodding towards Alexander, she silently begins to creep down into the dark cavern depths beyond.

[i]"I'll scout ahead,"[/i] she explains calmly, raising her bow so that she was ready to defend against potential threats.

Her breathing was careful, and quiet, her footsteps silent against the hard stone floor. As she passes it, she stoops down briefly to pick up her lost arrow. She regards her slightly slimy arrow with some mild discontent, deciding to wipe it off with the sleeve of her sweater and then replace it into its quiver.

After this, she heads forward cautiously, all senses aimed forwards and ready for the incoming waves of hellbeasts and doomguards.