Isla barely stepped into the basement, fighting with the bottle top, when she heard the sound of something knock into something else. Normally that wouldn't bother her down here. Plenty of things did that, but this was too quick to be just something falling, and it didn't have enough noise with it.
Church of Reapers, was there someone down here with her?
She sighed loudly, pausing in her fight as she spun in a slow circle. Years of training for situations like this left her with various guesses as to what the noise could be. But first, she had to rule out the possibility of someone being down here. "Is someone here?" Isla called out calmly, once again rubbing her eye with the palm of her hand, "Come out and I won't kill you right away. I'll at least hear you through. Hiding from me will just seal your fate as is."
There was no way she wanted to kill anyone else right now. If anyone answered her that was. If she ended up finding them…she couldn't make the same promise. They would get exactly what they deserved then. Plus some, for interrupting her only time of peace and quiet.