Cassandra almost froze, as she heard a strange feminine voice whisper not far off. When she looked over her shoulder, all she could see was shadows and the faint orange light of stree lamps. Crossing her arms in a discomfort, Cassandra's fingers gently played with the edges of her silk gloves.
Tyrone turned to see if Cassandra was okay and said, "Are you cold, Cassandra?"
~kara's power to transform remind me of shippou and his illusion powers~
Needing to calm down, Cassandra started to walk a little faster to catch up with Titan and Deathstrike. Plus, to stop herself from worrying so much over that distant conversation that could mean nothing more or about them. As the group slowly made their way through the tunnel, Titan told them to hold hands or keep close to the walls of the tunnels. Walking over to a wall, Cassandra could feel that the stone was freezing, even with her gloves on.