Anette looked up at the sound of a voice. Her face was stained with tears, and not too far off it was clear to see that she'd gotten sick at the sight of the husk that was once a living woman on the floor. There was no way she could have done this, but the feeling of power, the residual energies all flowed from her. It was currently sealed away, but the burst had come from her somehow.<br/><br/>"I...I didn't do this. I came in because the door was open to....to see if whoever was ok and....and....oh god..." she grimaced, vomiting again. For a brief moment, the smell of sulphur and divinity mixed in a perfect blend as she tried to stand up, shaking. She tried to run past Devis, wanting to wash her hand of this whole mess.