[From here, will be passing through with permission.]

Scar only watched the battle to determine the location of the attacker, not caring for the fate of his unfortunate victims. The flash of green in the eyes was rather interesting, but not worth to be standing around for. If he could help it, he'd rather leave this room as soon as possible.

His own eyes glanced over the doors, not certain which of them would lead to the file rooms. But there was a certain urgency behind the decision, so for once the King relied on luck and moved over to a random door without consulting his companion. Specifically, he picked a door behind some piece of furniture Scar would not bother naming right now, which would hopefully give them some cover.

And as fate would have it; it was locked!. Scar narrowed his eyes at the offending obstacle before casting a glance over his shoulder. Hopefully, the man was distracted enough to not notice them breaking down the door.

The Pride Lands didn't have these sorts of things to begin with. Humans made things complicated!

Either way, they would need to act quickly...