Okay, this had all gone too far. Adam was content to let everyone go about their own devices when all they'd been doing was looking through a pile of keys, but now people were getting hurt, and he wasn't about to stand around and let that happen.

With a commanding presence he crossed to the debutante who had just fallen and plucked the axe out of her hands. He didn't really want to be holding it, but he also didn't trust anyone in this room enough to give it to them instead, or to put it down again, so he supposed he'd have to keep it for now.

"Can you," he said, indicating the nearest woman who didn't seem to be doing anything productive and pointing her in the direction of the now unconscious blond. "Move her out of the way — to the wall here, maybe — and cast a cooling charm? This heat can't be doing her any favors. And you," he said, indicating another, "Find something she" (the axe girl) "...can use as a bandage. The cut doesn't look too deep."

He could have done these things himself, of course, but at the moment it seemed more efficient to find a suitable way for four of the women to occupy themselves so that the rest of them could focus on solving this puzzle... which left them with keys and a note in a foreign language. Plucking the latter up from the ground where the unconscious girl had dropped it, he passed it to one of the others. "Give this to the lady at the door. She's an Unspeakable, maybe she can read it. And let's pull all the keys we can that match the metal from this lock," he said, gesturing at the door behind him.

He still had this damn axe, but otherwise he felt reasonable in control of the situation. He could handle this.