Clare quickly pulled out her longsword and did some practice moves, preparing herself in case of combat. After she was satisfied with her movements, the wolf put the sword away and looked in the mirror at herself, tensing her muscles. I'll find you, Alka... I promise, she thought before grabbing the opened bottle of holy water, capping it, placing it in her pocket dimension, and walking out of Alka's room, grabbing one of his scalpels as well.