Mizrel frowned, chewing on her lip for a moment as she searched the bodies. The Deadboy's words didn't install any confidence in her situation. Standing, she turned to him, hands on hips. The posture unconciously drawing her robes tight across her breasts and hips. "You were not running when you came into our hiding place, human." She sneers, loading the name 'human' with venom and loathing. "You also deserve this fate since your foolish nation chose to go to war with a peaceful nation over some foolish ideas. I am on my side, so you can die as far as I'm concerned.<em>How</em>you die is up to you." She pauses for a moment in indecision, then goes forward. "The monsters were speaking in Fairy. A language I understand. You, CorpseBoy, were not it's target. I was. They were looking for me.."<br/><br/>It galled her to tell them  this, but if her as yet unknown enemies could send that many other dimensional beings after her, she would need all of the help she could get in staying alive.  So it was better that they knew what the target was. Some of them looked like the type to help a lone female. Which was all for the better to Mizrel.<br/><br/>(( OOC, Did she find any usable weapons or gear? ))