“I’ll hold them off here. You should go.” The response to this was a multitude of different responses of protest. Even now in her injured state, blood staining her protective clothing and spilling from her mouth, she had to deal with their nonsense. It was funny. These Sinners would always be such an unexpectedly powerful troup. “Just tell Vergilius to come visit and say hello someday. You know what I mean?” She said through slitted eyes. From this statement, the Sinners left her to die.