While Geramon pats his recovered, unconcious weasel, and while the others chat as they exit the presence of the minotaur, Sydney re-checks the sound in one of the next rooms.
The moaning is more clearly now. To Sydney, it sounds like a couple of people have just woken up and made a morning moan, but the moaning never stops for long. In fact, there is moaning, and moaning, and moaning, and more moaning, as if a group of people were in silenced pain. Footsteps are also heard now and they sound close, but they don't sound like they are getting closer.
"What happened back there?" Axel whispers back at the party as they leave the kitchen. "Did you kill that hairy liar with your magic, wizard?" Axel gets a hold of himself and stands tall to tower over the others. "Whatever that big cow told you is a lie!" Axel whispers with a growl.