A hole forms in the ceiling above the couple, and a groan can be heard coming from it.
- Who's there?! - Beata roared. - Show yourself!
The couple steps away from the hole, holding it in front of them (in view, if the lighting allows). Gion puts his hand on the hilt of his curved sword. Beata reaches for her crossbow, first making sure it's not loaded. "This is an attraction; if a bolt flies and hits someone in the eye, I'll end up in jail again, and I don't need that. But how can I make it realistic, huh?" She doesn't take it out yet, just prepares to draw it.
🏹🎪+⛓️♿=💕