Luka looked this new person up and down, curiously. This individual was covered, from head to toe, in blood and viscera. This scantily-clad fighter didn't know why exactly somebody would be covered in this much gore, as it must have been intentional, cause the covering was quite thorough. To Luka, it would only serve to make one more noticeable, unless they were laying down and playing dead. But here this person was, not playing dead. All in all, this person seem too...too...they seemed trustworthy. Listening to this person speak, she pointed and wagged her thumb at the guards not far behind her, "You haven't seen them fight, then. These guys know what they're doing...but it'd be good to have a well armoured person, such as yourself, protecting a person like me with less armour." With this, she walked over to the guards and mentioned something to them, though they did look hesitant to just up and listen to her...but it was mainly telling them to leave and help evacuate more citizens to safe places, which was what they've been itching to do.

Returning to this new person, "The guys'll go and see about helping the stragglers along, we got the job of clearing the close areas out for them. Show me this strength of yours, then later, we can hang out. You look and smell like you've been rolling around in the gore, you sound like you've been gargling it!" Chuckling to herself for a moment, slapping this armoured person on the back, hard..."Once this is all over, we should head over to a bathing area...!" Suddenly, she took notice and pointed a gauntleted finger at a night lurker coming out from the shadow of a building, before speedily sprinting at it, and entangling it in her whip.