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Abegail tried not to jump as the officers reached for their guns. Niclas' shout brought her attention back to him and she glared again. Abegail shivered as Walter talked to Niclas. "Oh be an act...please be an act." Abegail was having a very hard time telling if Walter was sincere or not. Abegail watched Niclas reach into his coat. She tensed again, ready to run if he pulled a gun. Watching him fumble a bit she knew it couldn't be a weapon he was after. He was too good of a soldier to be that awkward with a weapon. Niclas placed the stone down and Abegail had to stop herself from running and grabbing it. Instead, she focused on watching Walter's reaction.

As Niclas began to undress, Abegail silently prayed that Walter was going to do something soon. "The throne has a hole...the stone, an oath and a sacrifice." Abegail hoped it had to be in that order at least there would still be a chance to cause a distraction, grab the stone and run before they killed her. "This is it...they will kill you...but to stop them.." Abegail resolved to act even if it meant her death.

Niclas raised the stone and loudly proclaimed his oath to Lucifer. The soldiers around her saluted as well and Abegail felt Walter release her arm. Abegail looked at Walter. Instead of saluting he pulled the gun and shot the stone from Niclas' hand. Abegail watched it fly out of the officer's hand and she immediately broke into a run. Abegail ran past the officer's and Niclas. She ran and slid off the platform in the direction the bullet had sent the stone. "Thank ye god for pants." Abegail was ont he cavern floor again and searching frantically for the stone. Thankful for the lighting in the cavern Abegail began to crawl in the direction she was certain the stone had gone.

Abegail crawled quickly and then with relief she found a trail. The stone had hit the ground and left a line from it's trajectory. Abegail crawled and felt for it. Her hands found it before her eyes registered the sight. The black stone was at her finger tips. Abegail wrapped her hand around it. Standing, Abegail turned to look for Walter and the scene on the platform. Abegail held the stone tightly. The only way she was going to let it go is if they pried it out of her dead hand. She knew they would do just that if the chance arose.