Ayrie watched the imps cower, but their eyes still held hatred for her. She shrugged, not thinking they would be needed anyway. It wasn't as if the priests would harm her, and she was meeting Markus later to go over some more defensive magics so soon enough she'd be able to defend herself.

"Thank you," she said simply. "And of course I'll meet you for that job. I need something to do with my day."

She followed him to the back door, not really wanting to go home just yet but knowing the night was over. [i]'Tomorrow my real life comes back to haunt me.'[/i] she thought, wishing the priests would stay away.