Time seemed to slow down for the Frenchwoman, from the moment she felt the cool metal slice across the beast to watching it fall in a useless heap on the floor. She was stunned, the shouts and clatters of background fighting noises melting together until it was no more recognizable than a small hum in the back of her mind. She let the blade fall to her side, her grip on it wavering in favor of putting her full concentration on trying to decipher what just happened. Daintily and a little unsure she began to close the distance between her and the beast, stepping over the fallen sword and crouching warily next to the grimwire. Elaine took the rare opportunity to try and study the beast, first relying on visuals alone but once she felt it wasn't going to reboot anytime soon she added touch to the mix. It had fur strangely enough but if felt...wrong in a way. The fibers too wiry it's spark less eyes to glassy, not to mention the clear gaps in it's body where strange plastic looking tubes replace any organic insides the wolf creature should of had.<br/><br/>Eventually, her eyes trailed over the empty sockets where two upright ears used to be. They had slid off with some resistance as well, more than normal cartilage should of given to a sharpened sword. Her fingers neared the area pulling away the tuffs of fur to reveal more of the plastic tubes but these where noticeably damaged, some of the copper innards spilling out. A few sparks where enough to scare her hand away but the gears in her head where far from stilling. Somehow she knew the ears had a role to play in it's demise, no way such a small injury could take down a beast but then again this was no ordinary monster. She wasn't completely set on her theory however but perhaps her new friends could add to it's testing.<br/><br/>"Lily! Aim for their ears I believe it might be a weak-" As Elaine turned to face her companions she quickly came to a stop as she realized they had already taken down the last enemy. The woman watched silently as the Valkyre slumped down seemingly worn out from the battle. Elaine bit her lip and collected her sword before slowly making her way over to the woman, the battle was still fresh and she didnt want to do anything to distrub the peace. Eventually she settled by slumping down near her, bringing her knees up to her chest, not caring about the state of her dress and manners in that moment. Too wired up to care about anything really. "Are you alright?" She asked after a few moment's of silence, her accent normalizing but still quite thick once her nerves settled.