"You're a persistent bitch, ain't ya?" Sam asked the rhetorical question as she felt her top starting to rip.  She wasn't worried about that though, she was worried about getting the two of them out of here alive and the possessed girl wasn't helping.  As Sam's one hand kept the scimitar away from her neck, her other hand reached for the shield intending to use it to knock the girl out so she could carry them both out of there.