There's nothing that Six can do to help him; without the gifts from her God she can't help heal or support. The frustration she feels has to take a back seat, however, with her focus on swinging her blade to stop their enemy coming any closer. Whatever is happening to the man - is he a man? - behind her can't be her sole focus, not when she's the line of defence between him and death.

Cleaving again, she hisses out a noise, twisting a little before she slams forward. It's not going to work for very long and her head turns to gaze at him.

"Take a moment and gather yourself! I can fight them off." She thinks she can, at least, and she storms forward, bringing her greatsword down to cut through a demon.