Faith didn't work and play well with others. It was just not in her contract or her personal make up. She'd loosed the crossbow bolt and hit square in the chest making her grin widely. Only to have the moment of triumph turn into a fit of swearing when the thing just yanked it out and ignored it.
"What a crock of shit!" The crossbow was used to smack one of them upside the head then got thrown aside so Faith could pull her knife. If the arrows didn't work the stake wasn't going to do much.
The girl that had come in with her was on the ground with one of them. Faith walked over to kick the thing in the head and hopefully free her. "Get up!" Her eyes narrowed at the tattoo but there would be time for questions later.