"Calm down Ismat I mean I know it's scary that demonic roaring is really scary but we have stay calm and face whatever it is that's down there have courage and keep calm and carry on and yes I'll try to help you out." She sounded like she was trying to convince herself as much as Ismat, but before Ismat had a chance to make a snide comment, Tahira's face became tranquil and relaxed. She was muttering dozens of indistinct words under her breath, one hand still on Ismat's shoulder, her skin glowing faintly, like an angel's. The light became concentrated in her hand, then the Tiefling was engulfed in its calming, warming light.
Ismat felt ready for anything down there, no matter how horrifying it seemed to be.