Scourge smiles, and reaches for her own quiver, pulling out a solid handful of arrows.<br/><br/>"Here you are, my dear. The arrows are tipped with cold iron, to help slay demons, however I'm sure that you'll find them sufficient to kill most other things as well, with your skills. Just like that fool, Dresden. Ah, did he really think he was so cunning and clever, that he had tricked you into following him? His actions merely resulted in you getting what you're after, and him getting what he deserved. Come now, let us leave."