The warning is an ominous one, reaching Courfeyrac a second too late. A piece of metal seems to out at him, taking a bite out of his thigh. Gasping in pain, he somehow manages to limp onward, eyes fixed to the beckoning archway above. He doesn't even have it in him to encourage the others, all he wants to do is get in, get the ribbon, and get out.

"Can you see it? Is it there?"