An arrow would have been more fitting, but she didn't think to bring one. Maybe another day, when the shock's subsided and she has the time.

(Right, because who has the time in Hadriel? There's fragments of the Door coming home soon, a clinic to run, liasing to do, and now...

Well. Now there's this.)

"S'pose we better start working." He doesn't need to worry about her eyes, she's still fixated on the spot where her blade meets the earth, the words automatic. She knows that this is an almost impossible task, one that Kate had never considered herself facing in her lifetime, but it's one that has to be done.

They have to fight it.

What else can they do?