The counter to her strike was enough to send the maid stumbling backwards; she was not particularly strong, and the heals she was wearing did not help. Even still, she was back to normal in almost an instant.

However, she did not make a move to attack, nor went to follow those exiting the area. She merely stood there as though a statue, blank.

"Mr. Zack," her head tilted to the side once more, expression lacking in every sense. "The Masters have sent me here to escort you home now." The air seemed to grow stale, one of her pale hands extending to the man.

"If you would please follow me?"