"All clear..."
...just a split second before the click, and schrrrrrthuck scrrrrrshluck whoooosh The sound of the floor dropping out from under her comrades' feet. Again. "Olidammara, ARE YOU GUYS ALRIGHT?!" "Ow." "Yes..." "My rump hurts." "Are we even?" For the umpteenth time, my trap sense has failed, almost killing my party, my friends. My inadequacy... I can't... I must save them. I must protect them. Even if it kills me.