Carol nods, keeping on Wrath's six as they make their way through the tunnels. Tunnels are not her favorite. It's not a building that she can blow her way out of should she need to and she generally feels better with her feet off the ground. But if the serpent's got to die, she's not going to ignore that.

Wrath's wings are providing enough light for now, though, so she hasn't had to glow up. But she is coming in with no visible weapons. Carol is the weapon. It's been a long time since she's held a blaster or a staff, let alone something simple like a knife. But she hopes that her photon blasts will do just fine. If not, maybe she'll hold it while Wrath stabs.

She's got options.

Dropping her voice as low as she can, she rolls her shoulders to get comfortable. "How do you want to play this?"