Hannah is far past a care for hypocrisy. Is she going to have mercy on a couple of Peacekeepers and what soldiers happen to be down there? Not a chance. She's the perfect candidate for a job like this, really.

She lifts the specially made daggers-- shape into fine needles, up to hold in her teeth as she starts pushing that rail cart, trying to build up a solid moment before she hops in. She rushes in and down, the mine taking her deeper and deeper, the air growing hotter as she and anyone joining her is swallowed into the mouth of hell. The way it races past gives the sense she's in flight, the world speeding by. Many times it seems as though she'll be flung out from the cart or perhaps something will give it. It never happens.

She reaches the bottom and she's out just as fast, fully aware that the way out will take a lot more time. But she's here and maybe now she can get to work caving this place. Woe be the ones who find themselves at work with her.