"Then let us go, my king and we will do our part in this war," she agreed and marched forward. At Blackbolt's side, she was both interpreter and bodyguard, and she kept a vigilant eye open for any trouble or threats to Blackbolt's life. Reaching the door, barred and locked, she began prying at the edges with her hair. With a screech of metal, she ripped the door free and threw it aside.