Chapter 6 - Back to the Temple of Pain
Dreya does a double take from the direction of where the dark ritual is and the book case. Books are so very precious, and these books are even more so! There is so little time to comb through all the books! What should she do?
With an idea suddenly striking like a bolt out of the blue, Dreya hugs the book she was holding to her chest quickly in a fond hug, then whips off her backpack and stuffs it within the depths of the bag. Then she quickly begins to stuff as many of the wonderful books as she can into her backpack, even tossing out non essentials to make room for the books. Crock of grease - gone. Metal file - goes clanking to the floor. If if can make room for a book, it's out.
Once her backpack, bulging awkwardly with her new literary possessions, is shouldered back upon her back, she peers out at everyone, an eager grin on her face, one of her wee daggers held high and mighty. With a loud whisper, she declares with a gesture of her dagger toward the dark ritual, "I agree with Sir Anthony. To rubble with this horrid temple! This whole place needs to be brought to ruin! Utter, total destruction! It's the only way."