It was a good thing that Wanda and Shadow had reacted so quickly: the monsters had ripped at Alessa pretty well, and would probably have done worse damage had it not been for their interference. Still, Alessa was still limping and her hair was dotted with blood that fell freely down her face. The look on her face, however, was unmistakable: it was flat out loathing.

It was bad enough that the filthy King had a power similar to hers, and that he had attempted to give her nightmares. But to impersonate her and then sic his filthy minions on her too, to actually hurt her? That would not stand.

Alessa opened her mouth, and the air was filled with a dark, foreboding sound. It was Alessa's last resort, and she knew, at least, that this would by them time. A moment later, all of the monsters from the factory were now approaching to intercept the monsters, and Alessa fell against Shadow, breathing shallowly.

"Get the rest if you can," the demon girl said.