This doesn't come far off the tail-end of her and Loxley's discussion and Abby had been getting her stuff together anyway, which she is now doing faster, grabbing her mace, lunging for the door—
"Coming from the templar tower," is the short response. She is speaking to both Viktor and Loxley, implying a silent directive to the latter: whoever gets there first, well. Good luck with that.
It could be her. She's taking the steps two at a time to get down there quick enough, then running through the corridor with an ear out for anything out of place on the way (though hearing anything over footsteps on stone will be tough). Lest she forget, there's more of these fucks where the one in the library came from. She has to remind herself as she slams the door to the library open that it has Edgard's face on but she has to hit it anyway, as hard as she fucking can. That's gonna feel bad later.
Right now, she's yelling, "Hey—" at it, which is the loudest she has ever been in the library, for the record.
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"Coming from the templar tower," is the short response. She is speaking to both Viktor and Loxley, implying a silent directive to the latter: whoever gets there first, well. Good luck with that.
It could be her. She's taking the steps two at a time to get down there quick enough, then running through the corridor with an ear out for anything out of place on the way (though hearing anything over footsteps on stone will be tough). Lest she forget, there's more of these fucks where the one in the library came from. She has to remind herself as she slams the door to the library open that it has Edgard's face on but she has to hit it anyway, as hard as she fucking can. That's gonna feel bad later.
Right now, she's yelling, "Hey—" at it, which is the loudest she has ever been in the library, for the record.