Inconclusive. What was the point of all this high tech machinery if it couldn't determine anything? Though she thought these things, not a word of it passed her lips. Instead, her cool gaze refused to flicker as the other stared at her. With a small nod, Chloe stood back from them slightly. After all, Garmr was a big guy...

"Garmr."

She said calmly as the blade flickered to life and plunged into her chest. As she had expected, the pain hadn't lessened any. She couldn't tell if it hurt more because it was just a sea of white hot agony. One of Chloe's knees buckled slightly and her breathe caught in her chest, the looming figure of the demonic beast of a dog rising in front of her to stand at attention. The hound's image flickered as last time, and Chloe was having a bit of trouble getting her breath back.