Z was coughing hard into her hand as Trick helped her to her feet. She pulled her hand away from her mouth and grimaced at the amount of blood that she had coughed up. Her entire body was aching from Sparrow stabbing her and the beating she took. Her throat was on fire and her head pounding, her hands were shaking to add to the effect. 
Viper crossed her arms, looking her charge and the witch. "I think that would be a good job," she commented. "Isn't that right, Z?" She was looking at the girl with a hard gaze. Z glanced towards Vioer before nodding slowly. She didn't look at anyone else as she wiped the blood off her hand with a rag Trick gave her. The wounds on her shoulder and leg seemed to be healing up by becoming black and slowly stitching itself together.