Pandora had blessed the corners of the room to the spirits of the elements...now she burned sage and rubbed ash on the interior of the chamber door....chanting:
"In this door a living being,
watch for us and report your seeing;
Hold like stone before the force,
Help protect us for the course."
The door groaned and seemed stouter,as if it stood stronger within its frame. Pandora knew that if the force had any necromancers they might defeat her spell,but it gave them time to have weapons ready.
Her blade was within her hand,for she could hear the sounds of battle above...and the fainter sounds of scuffling on the stairs. Jack had his shovel at ready,and Patti seemed more than comfortable with the gun in her hand. The ones without skills were in the back of the room,the cot in the room providing a mattress they slide on the floor as they crouched behind the table that had been turned on its side.
Pandora kissed her amulet around her neck,another gift from her mother; and thought of Ob and her father above. The Goddess would protect them, for their cause was just....
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