Garth's heart pounded in his chest. Nevaeh was right, of course. They would have to follow the woman and find out for themselves where she was being taken, but that knowledge didn't make it any easier to let go of Nevaeh and move from their hiding place. With his back still against the door he reached out his hand to take hold of the doorknob when he felt a deep rumble course through his body. He paused, unsure of what had just happened. The room seemed to quake and the walls themselves appeared to buckle in fear. She whispered to him, almost pleading that the two of them leave the room and gently pushed herself away from him.
Garth nodded in agreement. The room was no longer safe and if they didn't act fast, the screaming woman might not last for long. "I'll make sure it's safe to leave." he whispered to her. Garth turned his back to Nevaeh and slowly opened the door, it's hinges creaking. He slowly stuck his head out into the corridor, his eyes darting from room to room. All of the doors were now closed, the maids had vanished and everything seemed to be in perfect order. He found it very strange but let out a sigh of relief, happy in the fact they were at least not caught yet. He pushed the door open and looked back over his shoulder at Nevaeh. He spoke in a hushed tone, just in case. "The coast is clear, let's go." He looked into her big silver eyes. He sensed something hidden behind them, but she masked them well. Garth took her hand in his once more and led her deeper into the VIP section. Without a word e spread out his wing and draped it delicately over her shoulder in place of his arm. Once they had reached the end of the hallway Garth looked to the right. "The woman was taken down this way but I lost my hold on her thoughts before seeing anything else." His words did not hide his disappointment.