As the confrontation escalated, with Lolchess responding with cutting coldness, the woman whose foot was being massaged watched the scene unfold, her brows furrowed. The pain in her foot was intense, but it was nothing compared to the worry settling within her. Staring at Lolchess, the woman realized that they might have unleashed a storm they couldn't control.
When the innkeeper begged the group to stop, the woman understood that the situation was slipping entirely out of their hands. She hated feeling powerless, and even more so witnessing the sudden fear that had gripped her companions. The fact that the old man addressed Lolchess directly, with barely concealed terror, only heightened her sense of imminent danger.
"She's dangerous..." she thought, her eyes widening slightly as a cold reality hit her. The woman clenched her teeth, gripping the edge of the table in an attempt to bear the rising pain and fear within her.