Hearing this was something new for Grell, making her hum with a sort of impressive inflection. She wasn't aware Integra was capable of this sort of magic. She knew the woman was not the average sort, but she didn't expect something of this nature from her.

"Then, at least one of you must DIE for the pact to be broken," Grell stated matter of factly, picking up her cup once again. "The solution is simple, although I doubt taking her down will be as such."

She sipped at the tea, smiling at the taste before looking to Rip. "I sometimes work for her when she needs my services, but I truly dislike those that put a leash on someone unwillingly." She put the cup upon the sauce she used. "Now what is this about a vampire?"