Although Ciri still feels like shit this is enough for now, she thinks. It helps to soothe her nerves and keep that fire of anger running through her veins from overtaking everything again. Idly, she raises a hand to her face and touches the scar there. It has been months since the events that ended with Weisshaupt burning to the ground but sometimes she finds pain lingering where the staff blade cut her face open.

"We'll stop them. We have to stop them. I can't..." She stiffens, chewing on her lip briefly. "We can't let this happen to someone else."