*while scared out of her mind at the events that tore her from her bed that night one would never know it by looking at her*<br/><br/>*her face betrays no other emotion other than determination, as she thoughtfully holds onto a black onyx cross given to her by her grandmother before her tragic passing*<br/><br/>*stands watch with one of the other girls, ready to start chanting and reciting any and all prayers and scriptures she learned to fend off the demons, but keeps her eyes peeled for any who might look to have information on other demons*