The monks had already prepared supplies for them, a least for the hike down the mountain to get the local airport which will get them to a bigger city. Stella bows to the monks that bow to her. Dressed in her monks robes, she will look rather out when she gets to the bigger city. The monks had given her what little money they had in order to buy some new clothes. The monks that had journeyed outside the temple had warned her that the outside world is quite different from life at the temple. "Look, a coven of vampires killed my pack when I was five years old. I've been at the temple for most of my life," she snaps. Walking in silence is her preferred method when in accompany of the vampire.<br/><br/>Stella had stopped as well, carefully drawing out her twin swords. "There is no way you will get your filthy hands on the child demon," she challenges the one that had spoke. Stella shows no emotion when the demons split into two groups to attack them. She merely slices through the oncoming attackers. When she turns to see how Dagger had fared against their enemies, she's astounded to see him standing with a stake through his heart. From what the monks had told her about vampires, he should be a pile of dust or ash depending on what you want to believe. "Obviously you aren't a normal vampire. That's why the monks imprisoned you isn't? What else are you capable of?" After that little discussion they continue down the mountain, only stopping closer towards dawn so she could eat a light breakfast and he could hunt.