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The throbbing in Rue's head increased tenfold with the Saint's entrance, and she swayed on her feet, catching herself on a nearby table. She glared at him, resenting his presence. She fought momentarily against both the generator and the Command, prodding at its boundaries with her mind, feeling intense physical pain each time. From beneath her clothing, blood began to trickle from her left arm.

Rue clenched her teeth and reached for her sword, the reflexive action somehow bypassing the command to stand down before it stopped her from actually drawing it. "What is this?" She demanded, holding the Saint in her unwavering gaze. "On what grounds do you hold us here?" She was becoming more and more annoyed with how much trouble this group of strange people had caused for her.