[ Break the lock? No, no, no. Ivan rears back with one well-polished shoe, and lays into the door, kicking it down in a shower of wood splinters and no small amount of noise.
There's a beat of silence, then the sounds of low growls start to sound through the fog. ]
Go quick.
[ Said as he summons his scythe into his hands, turning to face whatever might come their way in the meantime. ]
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There's a beat of silence, then the sounds of low growls start to sound through the fog. ]
Go quick.
[ Said as he summons his scythe into his hands, turning to face whatever might come their way in the meantime. ]