Taalia Giovanni

Taalia shifted her body to allow Bella to slip past and then behind her, the muzzle of Leonardo, thankfully, facing somewhere other than Taalia's body.

"Taalia! Taalia, what are they doing?"

"Not focusing on us!" she returned, watching in fascinated morbidity as the rib was scattered off the skeleton, clattered upon the floor and then seemingly animated itself to tumble-weed back towards its possessor with the assumptive purpose of restoring the skeletons full constitution. For a second, Taalia remembered the Troll of Bella Collina and the way in which its tissues would stich match together, regardless of grievous injury. Was this some...undead variety?

Knowing they couldn't stay here, Taalia spoke over her shoulder, "grab my back; follow me!"

Feeling Bella's hand grip the back of her armor between the shoulder blades, Taalia brought her shield about to form a barrier between the two moving girls and the duelling undead. They skittered around the side of the room and towards the corridor from which the skeleton had emerged.

It was the only area of the house into which she had not been, and now that it was vacated by the currently-distracted skeleton, maybe they could resolve the mystery of their illusionary imprisonment?