Marie took the bottle and drank it's contents quickly. Hindsight, trusting a strange was foolish but there was no way that she'd be able to help him while hurt. She quickly felt her fatigue and ache in her limbs fade as she stood to face the creature.

She tried to move as he did however he was much faster than she was. Her daggers flicked in her palms and as she stepped forward she flung one at the head that was turning to attack Lyndon. The blade sank into it's eye, similarly to Lyndon's crossbow causing the head to shiver and fall to the ground.

With only one dagger Marie used both of her hands pour strength into her strike as another head darted in her direction. She moved quickly, using the part of her that was inhuman to dodge and land on the head that had been attacking her. Her blade sank into it's skull, positioned directly between the eyes. Her attention remained on the last head while she held onto the hilt of her blade.

She didn't much care about the daggers, they could always be replaced but her vantage point was much better from the sky as the head she was on continued to thrash around, it's death a lot slower than the others.