Clarice's strike hit true this time as ther ultimate impacted Sion. The dust, the rubble that flew everywhere, made even her unable to keep track of the enemy. She brough a hand to cover her eyes from the dust as it was starting to slowly settle. Suddenly a wave of fatigue hit her, as the last of her energy reserves were being depleted, her body regained it's normal form, her sword vanishing in a cloud of small lights that scattered and swiftly disappeared.

 The warrior woman fell on a knee, breathing heavily as she looked at what was left behind by Sion. Frankly that she didn't really expect, but wasn't completely surprised either. An younger boy... as Liam said they just beated the hell out of a boy, but not quite.

 "Correction, we beated Sion... the boy seems relatevely unscratched so I guess once we defeated his transformed state, he just reverted without much harm done to him." Clarice  said, trying to catch her breath." I'm fine at least... Been a little while since I fought anyone properly." She replied and with a final deep breath she stood up, standing tall and proud. She still was tired, but that was not going to hinder her normal movement atleast... much.

 "What do we do now?" She asked, throwing a look around." We cannot let police catch us, nor these rampaging ones." She said, nodding towards the sleeping  boy who was Sion.