Ruinil took Landeel's hand and was hoisted to her feet, "thank you, friend. However I am afraid that these illusions are to potent for my soul. My soul shall remain injured, such as I am a half demon abomination." She replied her tone held amusement as she smiled, her expression held grief and exhaustion; she subtly was referencing Marcus. She saw it in his eyes. He hated her and so desperately wanted to kill her where she stood. She turned to Marcus and smiled softly her expression was warm and gentle. "I am glad that the 2 of you had awakened. You are not hurt, are you?" She replied calmly, unlike her appearance and origin, Ruinil was really a kind and gentle person, which often came off as a shock to both her comrades and civilians. As a demon's spawn, most viewed her to be a blood thirsty beast thus, scorning her; this was something she hated the most about her existence. 

Not long after she saw the glow of distant fire, not long after, though, the glow faded as the fire was put out. It was then that she felt Bartuc's presence; he was not far off. However, Ruinil did not go rushing for him. Rather she turned to Landeel, her expression turned solemn. "We are currently in Karl's dream. I tried to save him... But I utterly failed and he died again... I am sorry... I have no idea where his soul is now..." She paused looking around at the hell surrounding them, "... This dream is beyond cruel... Nobody should experience death over and over again... We must find him and save him... I owe him that much..."