Ben/Glory, Dawn, Buffy.
All of it was the same. Not exactly, there were a few variations of demons that hadn't been there the first time around, and the general area was different, but Buffy could easily see all of the similarities between this fight and the one a few years back. Especially when she looked up and saw that looming structure in the distance. The same one she'd found Dawn tied up at the top of. The same one she'd jumped off of into the portal, dying in the process. There was one thing that wouldn't be the same, though, and it was that outcome. No one was dying, save for Glory herself.
The bitch was toast.
She'd already sustained a few cuts and bruises from fighting off demon after demon, but Buffy was working her way to the other side of the crowd. She was working her way to Glory, and then to Dawn to get her the hell out of there. At the same time, she'd kept an eye on Faith who was wielding that old magic sword, and while the two had stuck close nearly the entire time, Buffy found herself being yanked away from the fray as soon as Glory came into view. As soon as it seemed Faith was going to stab the hell bitch right through the chest.