Once Tyler had been dealt with, Elizabeth glanced back over at Dallen. Not expecting that response for him, she considered maybe she'd misjudged him as being nothing more than a heartless, money-grabbing lawyer. A small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, but she didn't say anything more as they'd finally reached their destination. Giving a snort at Briggs' command as he called out the ladies, she couldn't resist making a snide remark towards Tyler. “That means you,” she told him as she moved past him and defiantly kept towards the front lines. While he retorted by making a face at her, he didn't argue as he and Ava lingered behind the others until they were otherwise told to do something. With Briggs busy trying to keep out the unwanted as they tried to barge through the door and Dallen dancing with the other one that wandered in, it was left up to her to handle the second one. Unprepared to shoot at something living—or were they dead? She didn't know what they were now, but she found herself reluctant to kill it again as moved towards her. “What are you waiting for? Kill it!” Tyler yelled as he huddled together with Ava. Firing one of the bullets, it hit in the chest. Blood slowly seeped from the wound, but it proceeded forward. Panic rising in her as she fired a couple more shot into its torso, she was low on ammo when she switched her method and aimed for the head. It fell instantly to the ground right before Dallen stated what she'd just found out. Unable to shake off the feeling that they were being condescending because she was a woman, she glanced over at Ava to see if it was just her. The woman was too busy trying to calm down a frantic Tyler. Once the distraction was lowered and everyone inside the room shifted away from the doors, it was time to go in. Ava hurried over to hold them open for a quick getaway while the others made their way inside. Tyler lingered behind having climbed to the top of the steps, peering down at them from above like an overlord and warning them to be careful. Following the others into the lobby, Elizabeth stopped halfway from the stairwell to the desks that the others had hidden behind and froze. As she looked around the room at the blood slick across the marble floors and all over the windows, she could hear the agonizing screams of the people from the day before. She remembered how they'd desperately crawled over one another looking for some kind of escape after they'd all been trapped. Spotting Dallen waving to her, she pulled herself out of her thoughts before rushing over to hide behind the desk. Looking around, she noticed she was in the exact same spot she'd been in the day before. While she thought she would be capable of doing this, now that she was actually there she found it harder than she'd thought. People were dead. The person in the stairwell...had there been any hope for them? Had she killed them when they could have been saved? Her hands began to shake. Everything that happened next seemed to play out in slow motion. Dallen getting to the girl, the scream, those things converging and swarming on top of him. Briggs' voice barely managed to cut through to her, but when it did she took off running after the little girl. When she caught up with her she scooped her in her arms, the girl crying and thrashing against her in an attempt to escape. Unable to comfort her at the moment, Elizabeth had to run with her fighting the entire time until she reached the safety of the stairwell. Kneeling down on her knees in front of her, she tried to console her. “Shh, shh,” she soothed, doing her best to keep her voice calm even though it wavered slightly. The little girl looked at her and Elizabeth could see the fear in her eyes. “You're okay. You're okay.” Her eyes examined her for any cuts and bruises. The last thing she expected was for the little girl to throw her arms around her and hug her. Taken by surprise, Elizabeth remained still before she wrapped an arm around her to return it. “You're safe now,” she assured her as they waited for the others.