[Armed with a sword, a small satchel of wooden stakes, and whatever meat-shields she could get her hands on, Anya leads the way to what remains of her shop. Not having come directly from her world to the Bastion, she isn't completely sure what to expect. Was the Magic Box taken from the midst of the same battle she died in, or from a Sunnydale that survived it? Odd to think of her shop as outliving her. Is her beloved money still hers? She doesn't think she willed it to anyone, and they'd all be dead now anyway.

Well, time to clue in her support.]

If this place is crawling with the same bad guys as when I died, we might be coming up against some of the ugliest vampires that ever walked the Earth. You're safe in the sunlight, but if you actually try to take them on, go for beheading. Staking these guys is like trying to drive a stick of butter through concrete.