At least the kid was alright.

Not that it mattered to her, really, it was more simply to spite the demon possessing the woman that she hadn't actually achieved anything. Then again, maybe she was fully aware of that fact...

Dripping with gore, Elizstrazia scowled.

"I'll tear that thing apart," the scale demon half-snarled.

Before she could press onward in hopes of pursuing the possessed woman, however, a blessed weapon was abruptly careening through the air towards her.

A blessed weapon---!

Anger.

White hot fury raged through the girl's heart at the mere sight of the thing.

It wasn't as if she recognized it. It wasn't as if she knew the wielder.

Rather, it was rage at the thought of what it stood for.

The halberd bit through empty air, as Elizstrazia hurled herself backwards through the air, her clawed feet grinding rents into the tile below, her lowered position dragging her nails through it as well.

Before she could lurch forward and retaliate, it seemed as if Katherine stepped in to try and angrily put at stop to the attack with words rather than violence.

The petite white-haired girl glared in the direction of her attacker, her crimson eyes burning as she slowly straightened.

"She's right, you know," she commented, cocking her head to one side, "We're not here to work with that idiot. But hey, if you want to scrap, that's fine by me!"

She leaned forward, her grin coming across more like baring her teeth, the sharp points glinting in her mouth.

Tearing apart someone who represented those bastards at the Church was hardly a negative in her eyes.

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