They looked like the ones they'd fought before, the ones that tried to kill them during the mind wipe. she hadn't liked it then either, but it was instinct and an undeniable will to live that helped her fight back and kill all these men who'd tried to claim their lives. Was this really any different? She hadn't known then that they'd lost their minds to whatever force ruled this world, the shifting power that drove these men to insanity, from what she understood. She could fight. She wasn't above revenge. But something rang wrongly within her at the notion of a loss of life at her hands. She wasn't used to it, it wasn't in her nature to commit such an act without good reason.

But she had a good reason now, didn't she? They'd hurt her lover, her champion, the very reason for everything that she did. Those who would dare bring harm to her didn't deserve anything less than complete anguish no matter how it was brought about. And if they could do these awful things to Saori? What was stopping them from doing that to everyone here?

Her sword flashes out of its sheath, giving it a spin as the blade shined against the lighting inside of the chamber, set in a ready position. Her breaths were short, trying to calm her mind for the fight in front of her.

"I think so. I'm nervous, but I think I can." She'd have to get over it. She had to.