[Saya can feel it, Diva's close. And she's not alone. Saya doesn't recognize the other scent except that it's blood, the thought of just whose it might be making her stomach clench and her legs run faster.]
[Around a corner she runs, full tilt, barely taking in the horrific scene before her before she draws her sword, eyes flashing red. A few quick steps and she's between Diva and Anri, her sword pointed at Diva and her Chevalier.]