"I need every room within forty feet of the danger zone evacuated by everyone but medics and soldiers!" Violet shouted into the com system. "Medics and soldiers will extract any wounded and take them to the safe zone. Do not engage the Majin. I repeat, do not engage the Majin."
Violet had taken control of the lab's personell in this state of crisis, her experience as a Colonel helping her to organize the situation and people to listen to her and obey. She didn't care if she got in trouble for this. Her actions could save lives. Shewasn't engaging the Majin currently because it seemed to be nothing more than a particularly violent Dojo Destroyer, just here to fight the strongest individual in the building. It as a matter of pride more than bloodthirst.
Next on Violet's priority was to get Wolf to take the fight elsewhere, but he wouldn't do it if it was an order...
Kaliflur still wasn't recovered enough to fight. She had tapped into her own life force to destroy the Devastator. She didn't so much as have a scratch on her, but this still felt like the closest she'd ever come to death, and she still needed to heal. She was aching all over, and even in the middle. it took all the effort she had just to crane her head to look at the action. She felt so useless right now, so ashamed. She was an effectively paralysed damsel in distress. Even if she had been laughably outpowered, she could have at least dies a warrior, but this...Once she recovered, she would have to prove herself big time.