Slutty Slayer's sword had hurt. Hurt a LOT. And that was after what the little mortal woman had done to her...like Willow she'd made a hole. A big hole, and Glory was screaming inside, desperately trying to cling to her mind and her strength.
She hadn't expected it to happen like this.
But that was fine, she thought, reaching the structure, and climbing, rung by rung up toward her key. Didn't need it to bleed her, and once she bled her this was done. Once she bled her. Her strength would return at home.
That was of course when she spotted Buffy.
"Nuh uh you cheated Slay Bitch...didn't tell me the other one had the godly doom, didn't...just wanna go home!. Why can't you just..."