This time, Riven pointed at her in return. "You open it."
Kivara scowled. Riven shrugged and said simply, "You're stronger than me."
She hesitated, but she didn't like being in the village any more than Riven did, so she moved closer to the coffin. Her aura surged around her, pressing tight against her like a coiled serpent, ready to strike at a moment's notice.
She stretched her hand forward and touched the front of the coffin, shivering from the coldness she felt from it. But then, she gripped the edge and flipped the coffin lid open, jumping back as she did.
But... there was nothing inside!
Riven released the breath he didn't know he was holding, but that only made him more tense. "Now what? How will we get out of here?"
