The Vitus that Al grabbed started talking in its language, saying things that Liz couldn't understand. Liz carefully lowered herself when she was let go. She was breathing heavy, something was on the edge of her mind, just out of reach, why couldn't she remember anything from before she was in that room with the Vitus, when she turned into a wolf. Why couldn't she remember being in the tube and everything that happened while in it. It was annoying to think that she could just lose all that time, her entire past, and never know what happened. "Any luck understanding it?"

She then heard Crystal, and her pleas for help, and tried to get up, but felt the glass in her legs. "Dammit... No... I'm not going to let anyone be recaptured..."

Her breathing was heavy with anger, and the memory of being a wolf. The shift was unstoppable as her muscles twisted and bones broke and remolded and fur pushed out, and she could only guess as to where the glass would end up. Her breathing turned into a growl, as she stood up and began making her way back toward Crystal.