When the book got stuck in place for a moment, Castiel was ready to step forward and add his strength. He didn't have nearly the amount of strength that an angel should, but an extra pull from him might have dislodged it.
It seemed that that wouldn't be necessary, though. The sound of the wall sliding open echoed through the mostly empty library and he turned toward it. Castiel knew that at this point, there likely wouldn't be any option for them to avoid danger. There was no chance that the secret passage wouldn't be guarded.
Kratos was already ready to draw his sword, and Castiel fell into position as well, taking a careful step toward the opening as he held tightly onto his blade. "We dispatch it as quickly as we can," he said. That would give whatever was waiting for them less of a chance to hit them with some other kind of effect. Physical damage was one thing, but anything mental could tie them up for longer than they could afford.
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It seemed that that wouldn't be necessary, though. The sound of the wall sliding open echoed through the mostly empty library and he turned toward it. Castiel knew that at this point, there likely wouldn't be any option for them to avoid danger. There was no chance that the secret passage wouldn't be guarded.
Kratos was already ready to draw his sword, and Castiel fell into position as well, taking a careful step toward the opening as he held tightly onto his blade. "We dispatch it as quickly as we can," he said. That would give whatever was waiting for them less of a chance to hit them with some other kind of effect. Physical damage was one thing, but anything mental could tie them up for longer than they could afford.