Despite Isidore's warning, Augusta watched the sight.  It was a modern world they use to live in.  She was not stranger to the odd video of someone being shot.  Admittedly though, a melee kill such as the young man performed was a slight bit more gruesome.  Still.  It felt like movie more than real life.  Yes, that thing, the poor wretch, was definitely real to her senses.  It wasn't some CG monster in a movie.  It looked and sounded real.  When it seemed Isidore had the situation under control, she moved from her spot behind cover.  She closed distance as Isidore delivered the final strike to the monster.  "Good work."  Augusta praised, looking to the sword in the creature's hand.  Yes. They should take that with them.  

If Isidore performed the kill, then she should at least remove the weapon from the creature's hand.  She knelt down, rubbing the odd but beautiful dress, that she just noticed she wore, against the floor.  She hesitated touching the creature for a second but bite her lip and, perhaps easier than expected, released the weapon from it's grasp.  When she saw that they were in peak physical condition, she wasn't expecting how much easier of a time she had prying the creature's fingers from it's weapon than she would in her prior life.  Pushing that discomforting thought and any others to the back of her head for now, she took the weapon and stood.  She gave it a practice swing as if she was a profession in swordplay.  It seemed lighter than expected.  That goddess was something else.  "Right then, gentlemen, shall we make our way out and to somewhere safe?"  There was an obvious way out from where they were.  "Of course, we could always scout the rest of this place out but... We could always just come back.  This place gives me the creeps but... Well, Isidore, Nick? What do you two think?  Oh, and do either of you want to use this?"  

It's not that she was leaving the heavy thinking to Nick and Isidore but Isidore was the one leading them physically and really, it didn't hurt to get everyone's opinions.  Of course, she wouldn't be adverse to leaving but there was some merit in trying to find an actual weapon for everyone.  "I wouldn't mind using this but if either of you have actual skill with this weapon, that would be best."  Despite appearances, she wasn't just some dainty princess.  It was survival now.  She came back after being stabbed to death.  There was no way in hell she was going to sit down and die.