"Sorry sorry!" Lyra muttered, the lock clicking as the file finally managed to pick the lock. Her friend gave her a bewildered look, but she shook her head, hoping he would understand the desperation of the situation at hand. "Just run! Get out of here!" she yelled, motioning towards the exit. He nodded, and took off, wings unraveling as he ran out. Lyra glanced towards Greg, who was now just a pile of bodies, really. With a heave, she grabbed the Demon on top of the pile and flung him off, making sure he hit his head and was knocked out. "I'm... I'm so not going to leave you behind!" she huffed, a blast of air shooting out of her palms and striking a few off the pile. There were more filing in, they would definitely have to escape soon, there was no way they would be able to take on all of them.