"What the.." [i]Irina had recognized that terrible stench, having taken to standing upwards. It felt as if she had finally descended into death, as if her life had ended then and there, yet she was bounded to this place still. And for once, Irina felt.. a distinct confusion. Not fear, but confusion.[/i] [i]Then, the three knights would arrive.[/i] [i]With their darkening glares towards her, their outnumbering forces, and simply how foreboding and deathly that they were.. Irina felt as if Death was coming for her, at last, but not the Death of which she knew. No, these walking, "living" nightmares had come to judge her for her sins, perhaps.[/i] [i]With her risen figurine, Irina had steadily begun to back away, that stench of the dead still there. She couldn't win a fight against opponents that she did not understand, and her mortal mind simply couldn't comprehend the figures in their pitch black armor. She expected a sudden teleportation, a surprise attack from all sides, or something that would bring her to her demise..[/i] [i]Though there was a brief idea, but Irina had thought herself to not need to use it. It was selfish, it was unforgivable.. and if this was her "atonement" for her crimes against humanity, then she deserved it.[/i]