Beleth hurries in once the smoke clears. Her bow in one hand, not drawn for now, because she's more focused on finding traps as she moves along the passageway. "Um--The door was trapped, by the way..." She figures that at least she could bother with an explanation for why she'd decided to go ahead and unlock the door the fast way. "So, it was going to explode no matter what." Unless they'd had a rogue who was actually skilled at picking locks. But she didn't say that.

She'd motion to them to stop as soon as she ran into any traps to disarm. If the Crows came first? She'd signal them with a hand gesture, and dart back, bow drawn. She...really isn't a front line fighter.