[ Adra's attention is divided: he's forging ahead, but he's looking back as well, trying to keep an eye on what kind of damage Shin-Ah and Allen might be taking. When he sees blood blossom on Allen's arm, he taps his staff on the stone floor with a sharp click. Its spell activates, and holy light washes over the both of them--restoring Allen, and slightly prickling at Adra.
Only then does he follow Shin-Ah's gesture. Ah. Adra's a veteran of blood-soaked temples and similar, so he catches on to the situation pretty quickly. Slipping over to the line of statues, he heads for the one indicated and starts running his slim fingers up and down the stone surface.
He furrows his long eyebrows, his glowing eyes burning even more brightly in the relative darkness of the room as he concentrates. ]
There.
[ A catch--a switch. He presses it, and the sound of stone grinding against stone follows. ]
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Only then does he follow Shin-Ah's gesture. Ah. Adra's a veteran of blood-soaked temples and similar, so he catches on to the situation pretty quickly. Slipping over to the line of statues, he heads for the one indicated and starts running his slim fingers up and down the stone surface.
He furrows his long eyebrows, his glowing eyes burning even more brightly in the relative darkness of the room as he concentrates. ]
There.
[ A catch--a switch. He presses it, and the sound of stone grinding against stone follows. ]
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