She finally reached the top, noticing Angelo rushing over to an injured man. After moving in closer for a better inspection, the man appeared to have metal spikes embedded in his chest which didn't phase her until.. "What the hell are you doing!!! Stop or else he's dea-!!!" The tone in her voice increased as the man was quickly handed to her. "You can't just rush and do stuff irrationally like this!!!! You've done more bad then good doing what you did!!!" Her voice relaxed as she attempted to patch the profusely bleeding man up while continuing. "Fuck it, my clothes has been tainted by this soon to be dead man. ...and I have no idea what I'm doing, I blame his death on your terrible judgement. Thinking I am able to patch this guy up without actually consulting me first." Feyora complained while trying her best to keep whatever hadn't leaked out of him in. "Just how far did you plan on heading with my meal?" The voice echoed as a large shadowy figure landed on the mountain.