More like a vulture after a massacre but ah well. Erika was 'kind' enough to sort through the cultists. The ones who needed put out of their misery and the ones who just needed a swift, hard knock and patted out with her scythe. While it was disobeying Mikado, it meant Mikado hadn't killed anyone.

Well, except for his friend. That was probably enough for one day, wasn't it?

Erika looked at Izaya. Several theories were eliminated and a few truths were refined. She tipped her head before shrugging and talking to herself, loud enough for Izaya to hear - she doubted Mikado was aware of much right now.

"No one will interrupt you." Then she heaved up her scythe and went to guard the stairs.