Luneshale Pass Fearlessly, Tirelessly,

Safiya had been uncertain as to why the male had called upon her when he had rendered Soto, quiet. But she had not begrudged him this. Perhaps to show her that he won, to force her to accept the events that had led here, that would possibly lead to her demise. Were she to follow a devil into hell, well surely it would take her. 

She blinked at him, one singular eye. Pretty in it's sea light. The other a gaping hole. The scars on her body testament to the fact she was not as young in soul as in body. 

Kemal. I bring walking pack, for marching.

That was all she said. She would walk this path for now.