Kathrine fell to her knees, panting deeply, her arms ached with overuse as she had to change sword-hands often, now holding two longswords, one the magical thing she had taken from the armory, another a incubus had held, a wicked looking black blade. She stared at Cele and Alidia. Glad they were allright, as everyone collected themselves Kathrine tossed the black blade away and marched towards the door. Opening it again, "Same formation.. if possible", she said to her companions.. then they stepped in.