"Do you wanna come here and, um, guard... something?"

Eustace's eyebrows raised along with a finger reflexively pointed to the sky, and he hurried over as you drew your trusty rapier, not trusting the quiet of this island. As the often-bewailing boy took a dagger from Edmund, babbling about how he'd be the perfect guard, you glanced at Caspian and Lucy. The look in each's eyes told you that they both shared your suspicions about this place. Something was definitely off here. After gazing at each of your four companions in turn to bolster your courage with their presence, you stepped forward and clasped a hand on Eustace's shoulder, leaning in to whisper a word of encouragement in his ear. As you stepped back, balancing your weapon of choice in your hand, you noticed the glance Edmund and Caspian shared, but couldn't exactly read the emotion within. You reached for the handle of the ornate doors and looked back over your shoulder, glad to have these four at your back.

"Ready?"