To maintain a healthy level of mana reserve, Jazdia deactivated her eyes. They had her torches, anyway. 

It was exactly how she imagined it to be; a long, tunnel that makes Jazdia wonder what its purpose actually for.  The latch, as she imagined, was an iffy, redundant safety measure that could backfire horribly in case... well that was actually happening now. When the other side was blocked and the invader managed to overrun the fort, all it took would be a single nudge at the lock to trap those people alive. Not really a pleasant aftermath to think about. 

[color=ec008c]"Hey, Mattie. Do you mind holding the torch and taking the lead? The prince recognizes you better. Thank you!" [/color]

Saying nothing but a grunt, the Orc Captain took the glowing arrow and walked in front. That was some sense of relief, actually. Besides the tactical advantage, at least Jazdia would not worry about Matilda twisting her neck from behind. They were not really at the friendliest term anyway. 

After some quiet walks, the duo finally arrived at the end. The room was even more miserable seeing it up close; dark and cramped, full of people with only two candles lit to serve as the beacons so they won't bump at each other. Taking the most significant space was Cedar the Bear who now walked in four with the Prince beside him. 

The young royal, now disguised with peasant garb could be seen offering help to break the door, which barely suffered any damage from the hard labor earlier. 

It was Matilda who immediately addressed the boy. [b][color=00a651]"Mil- Kid, we have to go now." [/color][/b]