[She starts a little when she hears his voice echoing around in her head, but holds onto the Ring with an iron grip.]

You've had your talons in Ryou for long enough.

[With a snarl at the Ring, she lifts the lid of the kiln open. She's doused in a wave of heat. With her free hand, she shields her face. The other arm flings the gold necklace into the kiln. Then Sibyll slams the lid shut and locks it, pressing in a few commands on the keypad.

Back over to the now free Ryou, she gently helps him to his feet.]

Come on, we need to get out of here. I've modified the kiln to burn hotter then it's supposed to and I don't know what's going to happen. Just so long as I turn that thing into slag.