We shouldn't really need to fight. It's mostly magic. That's how I got you out. I can sidestep into another dimension and drag you along for the ride but it's hard. Feels like a hangover on top of getting hit by a truck. I just need to. Take it slow. Hell, I hope I can get you all out before they notice... the execution's scheduled for about fifteen hours from now. It'll take about that long to get everybody out and I swear, if it doesn't kill me it'll probably be this side of a miracle.

[... she probably should have brought food, to that point. She isn't much for planning ahead. Fly by the seat of her pants, this girl.]