"Well, the hand towel was nice." She commented as Zilant laid a wing claw on the Sword of Sheol to regenerate for a few seconds. Realizing the moment was over, she turned to leave, very nearly walking through the hole in the wall before Zilant plucked her up by the armor with his teeth, sat her on his back, and flew them away. How he managed to do that without snagging her long flowing hair, we will never know.