Stacia wonders if Saturday's sword can usually do that and she just didn't know because of whatever was making a mess of their powers on the Rig. But that's a question for later. Saturday's got her sword back and the creepy sisters are looking at them, Saturday's right, it's time to move.

Stacia turns and races away, still cradling Saturday in one arm as she zigs and zags to make them a more difficult target to track (being a large wolfmonster aside).