Liandra nods as she grips Dawn-Fang's paw. "I'm no saint or angel, I have lost too many people under my command and have plenty of deaths on my conscious." she thought to the look in Juri's eyes as she watched her fall. "It doesn't get easier to lose someone though." she smiles ruefully, a grim expression with no joy or happiness in it. "Perhaps that at least proves I've not fallen so far. When it gets easy you're probably lost."

She steps back and straightens up, "Enough of this pity and philosophy, while the archives may give us some answers - we don't know how long we have before this place starts shaking itself apart again. The arcanum is more likely to have tools or means to escape. Lets try there first."