Once Solomon had released the control he had over her, Blythe got back up on her feet again and glared at the Ascended, the same expression of anger and hate still visible in her eyes. "I'd never kneel willingly for anyone, and especially not for a son of a bitch like you." She said in return to the excuse Solomon made up.  

Mike, who had noticed that it seemed like Solomon was calming down, gently placed a hand on Israfil's shoulder, looking at him. "Israfil, it's okay, nobody is going to fight anyone." He said in an attempt to calm the boy down, feeling sorry for him. 

Claire nodded and walked over to her sister, looking at her with a look of concern. "Are you alright?" She asked worried, even though the girl obviously seemed to be alright.  "I'm fine." Blythe answered shortly, being honest about it. Her face hurt a little but it was nothing serious, and that was all.