Gertrude turned around to Priscilla. 'Alright then, I guess we are...' Gertrude said, holding her weapons. 'Damn, Sorry Jie...' She thought, tightening her grip on steelethrone. 'Let's get moving... before and creatures come and bite our heads off' She said, turning around and walking off, hoping that Priscilla would follow her. 'Let's just hope that she can hold herself in a fight...' Gertrude thought.