" Then lead us to a place with a dead end and not narrow," the girl spoke plainly.
Jafar almost voiced his shock at the sudden demand but he clamped a hand over his mouth to prevent any sound from escaping, looking worriedly over his shoulder. The two men didn't seem to have caught on that yet.
" What do you mean dead end?" He asked, fear creeping into his voice. " I thought we were going to make a dash for it?"
" Change of plan," the girl said calmly. " We're trapping them."
Trap them how?
Jafar looked back at the armed men behind them and then the poised girl by his side. He didn't know what she had in mind, but so far, they were still alive thanks to her plan. Although he was fearful of what this particular plan may entail, he decided he would follow through. " There is a place."
The girl gave the briefest sign of a nod.
