"Sorry. I guess I'll just have to stay here. Not really complaining. If y'all die from the monsters I won't care." She sat down on the floor again and held her side. "It could've been worse. He could've accidentally thrown me up onto the side of the cliff, make me unconscious and bleeding."

The thief approaches you. "You can join us." He offers.

"I'd need my daggers." She held her hand out expectantly. "I promise to give them back after the attack."

"Okay." The thief hands you your daggers back. One of the blades were chipped, but otherwise your daggers were in the state you left them.

"What did you do to them?! How did you chip the blade?!" She scoffed and sheathed the daggers again.

The thief shrugs, "Was just doing something that Myracle asked me to do. It may or may not have been something that happened with the one you call Zach."

"Well, now I really hate you all and I hope that you all die. You aren't getting my help now, since I'm guessing you hurt him in some way." She started to pick at her nails.

"Hey! He was threatening to attack Myracle and he had already dispatched one of our folk. I call it self defense. And I didn't hurt him too bad. I gave you your daggers, so you come." The thief insists.

"I'm not coming until I see Zach," she stated simply. She refused to get up off the floor.

"Fine. I'll go get him." The thief says, leaving the room. A minute or so later, he came back with Zach. One of Zach's horns had been cut off and there was a bandage on his arm. Zach sees you and instantly races towards you, wrapping you in a hug.
"Oh, thank goodness you're alright. I was afraid they would do something to you. Unless they did." Zach says, instantly backing up and double checking that you were okay. He looked a little lopsided now, with two horns on one side and only one horn on the other.