The priestess is dead. Her team is safe, at least for the moment. No one was really hurt. But, more than usual even, Cory is supremely pissed. She stalks over towards Merl to retrieve the mighty Fell Blade, maybe wielding that symbol will make her feel more at ease.
She's pissed because even expending almost all her mystic energy, maybe all of her physical strength as well, even utilizing every weapon in her arsenal, she was totally ineffective. Totally. Completely. She basically stood by and watched as her team destroyed the one kind of enemy she was literally created to combat. Stood by and achieved nothing.
Taking the giant chainsword and placing the heavy weight across her shoulders, she runs through a litany to Sun and Moon. Partly as penance for her anger, and partly as penance for her ineffectiveness.
She finally looks around. Just in time to see Merl snatch up the little demon girl in his toothy maw and her prayers stop mid syllable. She's horrified and relieved. While in the mask of the child, Cory was not sure she had the will to kill the demon. Thankfully, Merl had no such compunction. A corner of her mind wonders, should I talk to Merl about eating children in general? Does he realize this is a special circumstance?
Saul's hissy fit and whiny retreat pisses Cory off and she's glad he's gone if he can't handle the hard decisions. Doesn't mean her glowering, stink eye after him is any less vehement.
"Alecto, like, thank you for keeping your head."
"We've traced Fell's signal. There is a high probability that he is prepared for our arrival. I recommend assigning as many of us to the Dragonfly as can fit. I can follow on my own."
She pauses before continuing. "I know you just got here, so that must have seemed weird. I mean, like it was weird, but Saul has been like totally strange since he arrived."
Why is she telling this new person this? Why isn't she just acknowledging her team's constructive contributions? Easy, Fell. Damn!
Totally great, let's like get moving. I like usually catch a ride with Merl. Dragonwing, dragon, or on your own, like I think you can choose. If I tell Merl it's cool, you'll, like be cool."
Finding Sinder, she agrees with his assessment. "Sinder, like, yeah, burn it. Burn it all."
She pauses, "If you need help, I might have enough energy for a couple fire elementals."
As she walks away, she turns briefly, "Like, let's talk about Saul and the girl later. Like, it's not simple."
Over the radio she reassures the robo-jock, "We totally like can't leave these bodies, the like have to be burned. Trust me. Undead, like don't always stay, like dead."
Then she adds, "Anyone who needs a ride, like talk to Rod, I'm going with Merl."
She is happy with Anon's intel, but still is a little apprehensive. Every step means she is closer to facing some crazy undead version of Fell. All she gives in response is, "Like, great."
She likes that Rod asks questions though. As she starts to really pull herself together, she gets a theological on him. "Rod, so, like, yeah, well, no. No to the domination think, not like slavery or anything. The 'helpers' I summon are like, you know, like ghosts kind of of, phantoms, they're like, like cartoon characters. They're like animated by Sun and Moon, and like directed by me and like seem super like alive, but, they're totally not. Like, not like an undead. That's just twisted, totally twisted. Elementals are like something like totally different. I mean, like it's a weird deal, not like a witch's pact, or anything, but the elemental gets something out of the deal, like I totally don't know what, they like don't think like us at all. Like making a deal with like I don't know, like what does the ocean want in return for its help?"
She does not however, presume to interpret Sinder's powers though. Because she has no clue.