Because the observer did not expect her seal to be broken (you're the GM, Thin; I wouldn't be offended in the least bit if you had to overpower the overpowered to advance the story :P), she was among the first to be sucked in...
As she flew, the observer contemplated about the dealings with the Devilites. Why didy have to interrupt her now? The Core was out, so they shouldn't have any more reason to continue operations in Cradle. Even from a Fiend's standpoint, wouldn't bringing in Knights only bring more trouble?
Well, she'd have to have a word with the Pit Boss. Why waste so many resources for this?
Before the firebug could even respond the sudden change of gravity and Xeon's slight movements forced her to latch onto the fully evolved battle Sprite and then try and grab something solid. With no luck she was sent from her feet in the direction of the flux. Once pulled through she felt a solid thud to the back of her head. The warm taste of crimson come first, followed by the half away half asleep moment in her brain as she fought to keep awake.
Looking around she saw Xeon was returning the favor, holding onto her for dear life. All around her she saw parts, weapons, Knights, and anything that wasn't really nailed down taken into the portal.
Damnit, this isn't good. What happened, and what hit me. Her thoughts where cut short when she felt a solid thud of the ground being returned under her.
Standing up she hoisted Xeon back onto her shoulder and quickly whipped out the revolver, after all the Pilot light of her Incinerator unit was currently out. Looking around she found a moment of both happiness and fear, she was in the underworld.
You know, I would have though this place wouldn't ever want me, to scared I would take over.
Keeping the revolver at the ready, not daring to try and light the Pilot light with out some cover, Blesse made a bee line for the first thing she could find that would keep her hidden, or at least offer the best amount of cover in the event the devils who lived here saw her.