Korrin's doing her best to remain focused, and it's easier to do that when there's battle to distract her from the horrifying details discovered in the fortress. Combat is familiar, almost comforting, compared to everything else about this place. She finds herself grimacing and looking sharply away every time her gaze falls on a corpse that was obviously the victim of blood sacrifice.

Taas' question is met with a moment's hesitation, not wanting to worry him but not about to lie and say she's fine. "I'm...holding up. I won't slow us down, promise. But after this, I'm buying drinks. Probably a lot of them. Fucking blood magic...."