Cat takes the ring from Yulya without much afterthought
Okay Nyaa!

The ceiling extends upward in this large cavern and is dotted with more glow worms and more slime-covered glittering minerals hanging from the ceiling catch any light and reflect it back to create the impression of a starry night sky. Dozens of skeletons—many crushed under fallen debris—are scattered across the floor. The walls appear to be burned, and bits of dark obsidian cover certain spots.  You recognize the burns to be similar to the odd rock with the hole in it you found earlier; the stone itself was heated to the point of melting and cooled quickly, forming obsidian. "Beam holes" in some spots extend a hand's width deep. It would be fair to say that standing in the way of whatever made that would be unwise.

Cat looks at the damage with unease.
Nyaa Yulya Nya doesn't matter if I have full HP or not Nya if that hits me it's over Nya...

This lower area has been recently disturbed by rockfall and reveals fresh corpses of bandits; they look like they lost horribly. Some have burn marks reminiscent of the stones, appendages are cut clean off and cauterized. some have the look of horror frozen on their lifeless faces. They're still wearing their armor equipment and brooches, 7 in all; whoever killed them took nothing and left them where they fell. Even a sword seems to have been cut clean in half by some magical means, the metal pooled on the end as if melted by extreme heat, hotter than the hottest known forge. The air is still and stale with the scent of fresh kill not more than a day old. You sense no traps or signs of life.

Cat lets out a hiss
I'm not a coward Nya but fighting whatever did that is suicide Nya!
Cat nonetheless carefully cuts off the bandits heads and takes their brooches to prevent them from coming back as zombies and hands the brooches to Yulya.

Ashley refreshes her Truesight and she describes what she sees in the magical darkness.
"Dust, ash, walls blackened by fire, and heaps of debris beneath a sagging ceiling—yeah, this room was damaged by a destructive blast. I can see remains of furnishings—tables, chairs, bookshelves, and beds—are charred; this was some kind of living quarters. Wait a minute..." Just on the edge of darkness, a scorched iron chest stands proud and blasted open. Glowstone light piercing the darkness shows glints of gold and the tell-tale hue of Mythril--a lot of it. A rope, ladder, or other means could be used to reach the chest.

Generally unimpressed by treasure, Cat ignores all of Ashley's words that that do not indicate an enemy and scans the area instead, her ears rotating in all directions. Cat turns to Yulya and whispers:
Yulya Nya we should turn back now Nya at least until we know what the hell was going on here Nya! Or we'll end up like all the other guys over there Nya! I'm serious Nya!