Esther revelled in the light of Kami's extreme power, gazing in wonder. Even once the vault was ablaze, she looked on like a child mesmerised. It was only when she noticed a young woman, one of whom she was unfamiliar, leaving the bank in urgency that she decided it was probably time to act. It would have been especially dangerous for her too for she carried with her many toxic substances which were incredibly flammable. But before she could move, the fire was moving quickly, and she eventually found herself stuck in the same predicament even though she wasn't in the vault. "Well, this certainly isn't a pleasant situation," she thought to herself. She was quite close to the exit, but blazing flames were in her path. Had she attempted to run through, her vials of poison in her small bag would have burst and her death would have been more excruciating. Esther looked up, attempting to find a way towards the ceiling, just to be away from the flames but she could see no escape. Esther cringed at the idea of having to call for help, however it seemed she had no choice. "Oh Mighty Kami, the all powerful and greatest of all heavenly beings, will you not save me from your wrath?!" She cried out, hoping a little flattery would help her out.