As she watches the archer flee the barbarian lets a soft sigh as her rage suddenly ended. The wisps dissipated as she was left standing in place with traces of blood still resting on her clothing and sword. She flicked her sword as she attempted to clean the blood lightly coating it off in a rather carefree manor, despite the fact it would have to be cleaned up later. It wasn't very likely she would be the one cleaning the mess either. The fatigued woman watched as the cat ladies from the bath house ran over to glomp the catboy as it only proceeded to make Sasha glare. If it wasn't apparent from before, it was quite plan to see he did more then simply 'negotiate' with the twins. The busty red head brushed her hair to the side as her breasts gave a bit of a bounce in response as she pulled her blade back and sheathed it. She had to admit the combat had all but calmed a thirst she had all day. While her injuries did ache, she was much to proud to show any sign of it. A warrior never allowed for weakness to be shown when it came to injuries.<br/><br/><strong>"What could their purpose of been for attacking us like that?"</strong>She spoke out rather firmly as her voice projected out audibly to her allies. She stood with her hand on her hip as the shapely woman glanced over towards her female companion and then to the troublemaker Aramil. Signs of her fatigue were slightly noticeable, although she seemed to do as much as she could to keep it low key. It was a side effect of using rage that could cause some trouble for her afterwards. It only further strengthened the aspect of harnessing her rage through battle until the very last enemy fell dead upon the ground. She kept her hand resting on her hip as she awaited Ryoko and Aramil's words. With his current 'worshipers', she really didn't seem to pay much heed to Rayne and his presence among them.<br/><br/>