Arty looks on at everything. "[color=6ecff6]Good fucking gods....[/color]" she said as she looks at them. She shakes her head then sighs as she wraps up her wound knowing ivy forgot about her. She sighed as she tied it off and tested it. She then got up and shouldered her scythe. "[color=6ecff6]Well lets go kill some fuckers.[/color]" she said her weapon twice as big as her