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"I suppose your right, but what if they could get out on their own? Like this girl over here. She got out, even with all the pain and blood. Then would you help?" Blythe looked at the girl Aidan pointed to, she gave the brown haired girl a glare then looked back to Aidan. Her hand was in a lot of pain, she finally stop the tears and tried to hold back her emotions, getting herself back in check. She heald her hand to her chest and thought for a few minutes then walked around the room surveying each of the wounded ones then went over to Aidan and looked up at him. "Okay so this girl here got out...well if the others can get out too then I guess I can help. But I am not showing them any compassion. They better be ready because this isn't going to be easy Aidan and some of them might even die...but not by my hands" she glared at him "and one other thing...you have to help me with my hand before we do anything..I hate when I get that angry, but it comes with being demonic huh?"