(First post, then revise)
The companions crouched and carefully slipped out of the room. The violent volcanic activity filled the building with a rumbling roar, masking the noise made by several companions clad in heavy armor as they moved, but without the soundproof barrier created by Lancelot, the sounds of combat might still have alerted enemies in other areas.
In the next room lay three Horned Demons, covered in wounds. Yet Lancelot's Spirit Perception told him that their aura hadn't weakened in the slightest, suggesting either a trap for adventurers attempting to take advantage of what seemed like an easy situation, or that they were in fact shirking, pretending to be injured to escape the fierce combat.
After further observation, Lancelot concluded that the latter was the case. This wasn't hard to understand; Horned Demons (or Domineering Demons) were not fond of combat, especially in an environment where they couldn't use their ability to fly.
