Elphaba looked around, checking to see if there were anymore witches coming at her. But the whimper from behind her caught her attention. Elphaba turned around and saw Galinda passed out. Her eyes flew wide and she instantly dropped the athame, letting it clatter to the floor. "Galinda!" She was mostly snapped out of the dark mindset she had been in just moments before. She knelt down and reached out to pull her unconscious friend into her arms when she noticed the blood all over her hands. She froze, staring at them for several moments before she reached over and used a clean part of the dead witch's clothes to wipe her hands off on. After all, she didn't want to get the blood on Galinda, and the sight of it on her hands traumatized her.
Now with the blood off her hands, she picked Galinda up and cradled her close, the blonde witch's head resting against her chest. "I'm so sorry...I never wanted you to see that," she whispered gently, stroking the blonde's hair and pressing a soft kiss to Galinda's head. She closed her eyes tightly, inwardly feeling so mortified that she'd killed someone and done so right in front of her best friend. Several thoughts screamed through her mind, but she pushed them all away and opened her eyes, looking over at the unconscious Bonnie.
"We need to get out of here. And make sure there's no survivors. Or at least make sure they won't tell anyone what happened here." She looked over at Damon, then to Elena and Bonnie. It would all be okay. Bonnie was back where she belonged. For once, Elphaba's power had allowed them to save someone. Something good had finally come from her powers. But there had also been bad. She had killed, as had everyone else except Galinda. She hoped that they would all be able to get through the bad that had happened here and grow stronger.