As the assault went on Thisa was just as enraged, they had the audacity to attack her, but no... they weren't attacking her, it was the knight. The knight kept a defensive posture, using its shield to attempt to take the  brunt of the damage, and more specifically to keep her out of the crossfire. The knight only retaliated when a student got too close, and even then it was only to drive the person away rather then to land a killing blow. It was then that Thisa realized what was happening, she was the aggressor in all of this, the bad guy, the villain. Her vision skewed, the battlefield became nothing but a distortion of color, she was blinded. Through all the chaos Thisa heard one thing she forgot about, Harold. She had no idea how he got past the knight but he did and was right there, not that Thisa could see him. It was enough just to hear his voice and to feel his presence to break her resolve and as a result to dissipate her anger. 

Holy hell what was she doing? None of this was right, she caused a WAR to break out in the cafeteria... over nothing but her own rage. Thisa blinked trying to make sense of what was happening beyond the mixture of colors, but she didn't need to see, she fully knew what was happening it had to end. With a downward swipe of her hand she gave the command, the knight's service was complete. The process was quick, the robot regressed back into its primal state of molten metal, and then back into its component pieces, all the metal that was once used as the knight's body. Before the dismantling the knight contacted Harold one more time, *"My service is complete, I leave my stead to you. Protect the Maker."*

The world started spinning, before she knew it Thisa was on her knees, her stamina all but gone and her mind emotionally fried. She whispered perhaps to herself or perhaps to Harold standing next to her, *"I'm sorry... just... so sorry for what I did..."* with that Thisa fell to her side now curled into the fetal position. She was still conscious much to her dismay, if only everything never happened, if only she wasn't there to observe what happened next. Thisa couldn't see him but she heard Jason's booming voice, she didn't need to know who he was to know he was a ruler. She closed her eyes ready for whatever penalty was coming her way.