Leon surveyed the room, probably looking the least surprised out of all three of the men. "Must be the furnace room," he commented dryly. He sighed, and shook his head. "This looks rather like a room I was in not long ago... although there probably aren't undead cultists in here. Which is a bonus."

He raised an eyebrow at Mark's suggestion to switch places. He'd been thinking about offering to go first, as he had quite recent experience with a place like this. There'd been plenty of jumping and flame-dodging and the like in that room of the palace, as well. Hopefully he'd get more than a stone goat head for his trouble, here. "If you want, I can go first," Leon said. "Like I said, I was in a room pretty similar to this about a week ago." Well... more like two weeks, now, adding in the time he'd been here. Recent enough that he felt rather confident about getting through the room. Hopefully there wasn't anything nasty waiting on the other side. Like an El Gigante. That would be bad, especially as he was without guns.