Stella squeezed her eyes shut as she heard the roar leave Claude, afraid to see what he would do next. Holding her side, she could feel the blood soaking into her dress, as she tried to move, more was pushed out in between her fingers and dripped down onto the floor. Opening her eyes as she felt a presence close to her, she looked up to see Claude standing in front of her in a protective stance. The sound of a groan pulled her attention to the balcony where Tom was picking himself up off the floor. The flash of light from his right hand, made a gasp leave her lips before she pushed herself up and used whatever she could to be able to stand.<br/><br/>"Tom dont! Claude he has a knife!" she warned as quick as she could, Tom crossing the room in only three or four strides. Raising his hand up, he brought the knife down and stabbed the back of Claude's left shoulder. Refusing to let of the blade, he tried to pull it out and go for another blow. Stella looked at the balcony then to Tom and Claude. "The balcony! Claude the balcony!" she said, trying to help. Looking around her, she bent down with a wince and picked up a chunk of wood. Throwing it, she nailed Tom right in the head, distracting him for a moment as he looked at Stella and glared. "Which side are you on, you bi-" he started.