As the human stumbled towards her, Victarias reached out to push him away. This was not his fight, and mortals should not have to die because of her apparent incompetence. As she used her body to shove him from her, however, Karl's sword punched through the poor man's abdomen, its gorestained tip lodging itself in her midsection. She grimaced slightly, the blow was light and most of the force was deflected by her armor, but it had still penetrated and pierced flesh. The human before her gurgled, ichor spilling from his mouth as he died, splashing crimson blood and spittle onto Victarias. She pushed him away, using the dying man as a shield against Karl, whose sword was still lodged within his victim as she attacked again, her weapons flashing around her makeshift protection onto Karl's open side.