"Another library?" Reverend hummed. "And with more of those freaky stands..." He glanced to the perches at the top of the room. They may not be alive and moving now, but there was no doubt they would strike if the party wandered in too far.

Chant frowned at the sight of the room, still feeling uneasy compared to the last time. "I swear to anything ancient that I will never touch another book again...its a sign from the old human civilizations."

"Oh quit it you two," Hellish huffs, "I think its unlikely two different libraries will have the same trap. Just scout around and see if there's anything. If we're lucky we might find something worth a lot."
He moved to go further into the room, walking up to a group of tattered desks that were pushed together.

Despite Chant and Reverend seeming to be quick to agree with Hellish, Saint still seemed pale. Yes, her entire body was white, but she was uneasy about the tomes in the room...and for good reason. The very second that one of them stepped too close to one of the shelves a screech filled the room.

Saint immediately flinched, "I-I told you! Quick. we need to leave!" She yelled, immediately booking it for the exit. Chant let out a small grunt as he swiftly turned and kicked two of the fiends out of the sky before glaring at the exit. "Saint, you coward!"

Reverend reared to his hind legs to take a few out himself before whipping another fiend with his tail. "We'll find her. Just take care of these beasts!"