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[Kate stumbles onto the Plane, battered and bleeding and covered in blood of various colours; she holds a gun in one hand and an ancient axe in the other, and manages to keep hold of both when she drops to her knees]

Really. Hate. Surprise. Demons.

[she lets go, breathing heavily as her hands slam against the Plane; the idea, of course, is to take a breather before heading back into battle

perhaps a rather long one]

Dammit.