Whilst the others relaxed their muscles out after the battle or surveyed the destruction Jinn focussed on shutting off the fount of energy within herself. Like usual, her muscles tingled with leftover sparks, full of energy. Her mind however was beginning to feel the strain of trying to direct the streams she channelled, aptly demonstrated by her brief loss of control in the middle of the battle. The disruption to her sleeping patterns hadn't helped either, although the physical rejuvenation provided by the elements had abolished any signs of her fatigue.
Turning the Neithardt, sitting on the bed near her, Jinn said "Well, there you have the unpredictable side of it you were asking about I guess - wasn't too much danger. You've just got to be willing to take a gamble. You roll some dice every day anyhow."
She plonked herself down opposite him whilst the others explored the rooms, and her eyes drifted to the slightly smaller corpses that had been scattered by their initial assault. She had tried to hold back once she had seen how quickly they fell, but by the time she had found that out most had already been extinguished. As Giddis drew his dagger and approached them however she shot up. "What do you think you're about to do?" she exclaimed angrily. "No reason you can't tie them up. I think they're in a better position to decide if they'd rather be dead than you are!"