Panic fuels Anne's mind; the blood from her open wounds is already a clear sign. The life that she got used to is gone. And she is going to spend the next part of her life fighting Shadows and Demons. And her chances of survival is slim; unlike the Tensei Cooperative she is like grass trying to fight an elephant stomp.

Mom, dad, I am sorry. I do not know if I won't come back in a coffin. She holds a cross on her necklace as she begins to sob I don't even know if my friends, my dear...my...Memories of the students she used to teach flooded in. She breaks as she couples her helmet and cries on her knees