Sam's comforting embrace and Ayl's warning seemed to strengthen her will to stand, using her cane to help lift her off her knees and onto her feet. It was unwise to stay here much longer, given that they already visited death upon here earlier, they would do so again on a moment's notice. The woman turned to the direction of the experienced hunter's voice.<br/><br/>"I may be able to survive on my own... but," she began to speak with her head finally lifting off the ground. "I am tired of just getting by. I do not wish to be a spectator that only gazes upon the slaughtered masses. To hear their cries of agony from miles away and being unable to do anything about it... it's sickening. If there is anything I can do for you and your ilk, then I shall assist you in any way I can, Sir Taveirn."<br/><br/>After Adeline finished her speech, she proceeded to walk towards the doorway, waiting for the two to lead. It was a depressing thought that this will be the last time she set foot in what was once a second home, but now it only became a place of terror. There is no safe haven left in the world, only fragile alliances and brittle walls waiting to be trampled. Maybe one day the world return to the way it was, but hope is a fleeting thing. The future is hard to look forward to when all that seems neigh is a painful execution.