The porcelain and perfect expression of Andrea's face had not changed despite being in full awareness of the presence creeping upon the train, and what exactly the being was in its entirety. She had seen them on a near daily basis, collecting the dead away in their dark and monstrous form while they bounced throughout the shadows, nooks and crannies of the spiritual world. Such was a typical appearance of beings as dark and fate-carrying as these that woman had at first paid no heed to it; That was, until it started to materialize and take hold of the young girl a ways back.<br/><br/>A slow and pinpointed turn was made by the pale and presence-less woman, her plain brown eyes stopping on the Psychopomp as she observed it rip into the child's flesh and then proceed to throw her away and into the door of the train. This was replied to by Andrea slowly rising up from her seat and moving on over, the speed and rocking of the car having almost no affect on her peculiar posture or balance.<br/><br/>As her steps brought her nearer she immediately turned to observe Kristoff's announcement and spell, the flames bursting through and kissing at her jacket from how close she was now to his shape. The creature she brought forth - The lizard-like being with the single eye and gaping teeth - did not bring the reaction that he had warned against for his new party of comrades, but rather made her expression swell with some form of awe and admiration. She gazed down upon it in a dreamy-like daze, like a mother admiring a close friends newborn child before a soft and smooth voice spoke out to its owner.<br/><br/>"Do try not to kill the creature with your friend here. Perhaps scaring it off would be less of a waste of efforts and existence."<br/><br/>Andrea said before her attention was brought upwards and over to the Egyptian, also taking note of his own magical forgings of a weapon made of hardened light, gas, and pure arcane energies. It was advanced and complicated for sure, nothing that she was versed in or in understanding of, but when she saw his intent to fire off and towards the Pyschopomp, she decided an assist was best put in place.<br/><br/>Lifting her hand, she brought herself out from the folds of magics that concealed any of her nature, just enough to allow herself to extend and grip about the beast that seemed to be plaguing their train cart. She was no being of vast, incomprehensible powers, but she did have a duty and abilities that made such a job more than feasible; Restricting a creature of similar properties to her own was in her array of specializations. Her shadow seemed to twitch and convulse before it spread long towards the beast, losing a humanoid shape in exchange for something scratchy and fringed along the edges, devoid of detail. Any whom could sense the supernatural freely may have been able to feel the sudden alert of natural and primal magics as well as be guess that Andrea's shadow was perhaps a more accurate representation of herself than her womanly appearance.<br/><br/>The shape almost crawled along the ground and about the deathly entity, finally rising upwards in the form of a few iridescent, dark, and shimmering tendrils that seemed to posses inner star-like glimmers of light. They writhed and converged about, aimed to entangle and root their target's form - be it halfway still in the outer world or not - to the ground. She hoped to ensure that Deus would not be able to miss with his piercing bolt, and that Kristoff's familiar would have a chance to give a powerful bite before she released her grip, expecting the Psychopomp would then flee for its own survival.<br/><br/>Andrea had high hopes that they would not expect more of her, for her concerns were far above a death-harvesting angry spirit attacking them on a train car. There were more important things to save her stamina for, and she did<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>fancy waste.