Clare coughed up more blood, but began to chuckle despite the pain racking her body. "Again with the belly thing," she said, smiling widely and weakly grabbing at the leader's leg, at first seeming to hold him steady. However, what she was really doing was holding him in place as the other figure rushed towards him from the side. The wolf fixed her half-open eyes on the leader's face. "Heh... Requiescat en pace."