Giri looks at the chaos of the fight, the declarations made by the divine spirit, the collapsing of the general. She looks at Peregrine, still enrapt, and at Piripiri, a full dragon-blooded handed into her care while Uusha goes to do yet another utterly idiotic thing. And all that as her friends and the knights all scatter below in the course of the chaos. 

And then she is done looking. It is time to leave. Or at least make a go of it. And all the big and little gods willing, they could have an end of portals to hell when they're done. 

"Peregrine, help me. Nobody here knows the they're doing, and this isn't a safe place to be. We need a way to get everyone out of the hells and to safety. Even Han can't just fight every demon that comes out of, she'll get tired eventually." Giri stands from her perch with Azazuka with some strain, her own burns obviously paining her though she grits her teeth and ignores it. Instead she's looking right at Piripiri. A dragon-blooded dropped so conveniently in her lap.

As she speaks there's a pain in her eyes. An apology perhaps, not merely the pain of her wounds or even of seeing her friends suffer. It's the pain of regretting something before you even ask for it. Of playing into your own stereotypes and not being able to do a damn thing about it. "Piri, I...we will need your blood. Peregrine and I are skilled but mortal witches. We don't have the raw power to make an exit and keep it in place for everyone. But you do. You have divine blood, the blood of the dragon, and you're right here. It won't take much. Once we start the ritual, just take my knife, cut your palm and drip your blood onto the sigils we draw. I...uh...command it as your captor" though that last has barely any force behind it and Giri looks terribly chagrined. She obviously wanted none of this, but is scared enough at being here that all she can think about is the fastest route to getting everybody out. 

With that she handed Piripiri the knife, and then drew her sword and started drawing a large magic circle into the ground. If she just did it, if she just assumed everyone would go with her on this, they would right? She needed them to.

[Rolling to defy disaster with spirit. 5+1+2=8. Giri's willing to sacrifice her own reputation, and also most of the particulars of where they exit as long as it's back in the mortal realm in the name of making a stable exit out of here.]