Door was opened. Exotic guy went in. Sparky followed, clearly worrying over something. Then there's noises of things dying with distinct lack of weapon clash. Yvonne was only a moment late to the entrance, fully expecting to be greeted with quarrels but there's no resistance.

No, there couldn't even be any resistance. Sparky lit up the room to reveal the slave holdings, likely low-quality goods from how they're mistreated. Yvonne's nose wrinkled in distate at these people, noticing the corpse and a soon-to-be corpse that was definitely killed recently. She spared the adventurer a sympathetic glance.

[b][color=#a4161a]"You couldn't have known, mate."[/color][/b] So that's why the place's barred from the outside. Which lead to the question, where's their target and what he's doing locking himself in here? [b][color=#a4161a]"Let's keep going, boss. We cant afford the delay."[/color][/b]

Whether it was trust or carelessness, the mercenary failed to notice her ally's transformation behind her.