She pushed herself up, and rose to her feet. It helped when she thought of the things she'd need to do once the thing was helping. The benefit of this was also outweighing the drawbacks. And Hermes would see her home safe.
"Vengeance. Reminding you that while you sit on top of your mountain, you can still fall down." She set a shaky hand on her forehead and drew in a breath. "If one of you put him in the box, I'll lock him in. Love," she looked at Hermes, "I need you to put your sigils on the windows and doors. Point them inwards if you can. Use your blood. I'll seal it up when I'm done."
She took a breath and sat down, "Saint, you get the key when I'm done. Try not to lose it. And you