Sam sighed. Twelve lost? Their forces were crippled within minutes. Ayl spoke truth though; the group of Hunters that was present was the strongest out of the initial group. If nothing, they were an elite force to be reckoned with. Sam wanted to run off to look for survivors, but the rest of the group decided on sticking together and waiting until Ayl's strength returned. She sighed angrily, contemplating whether or not she should run off in search of her allies anyway. She shivered violently again, with Hatsu echoing her thoughts.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"...It's freezing."</span><br/><br/>The boy shot twice into a tree, setting it ablaze. Sam followed Ayl's example and sat down near the flames, dragging Hatsu along. She kicked snow out of the way so she'd have a less-soaked place to sit. "Well if this is all that's left, we're in some deep shit," she said. "There's got to be three or four times our numbers in Silencers. I mean, sure, we're out here to train, but if they're even half as powerful as the one that fought Ayl, we'll just be fighting an equally powerful enemy that outnumbers us," she mused. The redhead looked to Ayl. "I mean, even if you're at your full power, can we really hope to take them on? I mean...The Reverend flattened the city in one display of power. How can we fight that?" She looked slightly concerned, but mostly she sounded curious. Though Sam had her worries and doubts, she had a glimmer of hope that the few Hunters gathered around the burning tree were powerful enough to stop the demonic menace. They all had immense power, but how the Hunters were going to use that power to actually stop the Reverend was what concerned Sam. She just hoped that Ayl could answer.