After several long moments and a very peculiar detour or two, the women reappeared on the battlefield, staggered from one another. Resolve came first.

The exorcist materialized not far from Dirks in particular, hands propped on her hips as she tossed him a sly grin. Sei had clear advantage from his higher position on the rock, herself only twenty feet away from the closer of the men in a flat, rocky patch amongst the vibrant heather. At this point the second man's means of offense remained unrevealed, but this fact didn't seem to disturb Resolve any as she looked to his partner, the initial offender, with his tall figure strongly silhouetted against the clear, azure sky. "I do apologize, how rude of us," she said. "But guns do seem rather anticlimactic in this sort of setting. What else have you got, or are you just a tiny man hiding behind a big weapon?"

Meanwhile, Mordelain reappeared closer to their original position toward the incline of the valley, standing with clear vantage of both of their opponents. These men may not have intended to participate in the tournament, but it was too late to back out of the scuffle at this point; they'd been marked, and by firing the first shot, they'd successfully volunteered themselves as targets.

"Hold on now, Resolve, 'big weapon' is a little generous," Mordelain smirked, holding something in the small of her back that vibrated with the providence of the worlds.

At this point, while the ladies had proven themselves to have quite a bark, their bite was still to be tested. But, from the shit-eating grins on their faces, they seemed not to be too concerned… yet.