*Noticed Elbow and Lemac from the corner of her eye and snorted to herself*

Mercy.

*A small smile glimmered in her eyes. Her attention shifted to Tod and his prisoner. The smile touched her lips and turned feral.*

I think I will help, Tod. And please, do not worry on the light for me.

*Muttering to herself, she followed Tod into the dark room, standing in a dark corner. As she asked her questions, the young woman's voice was unusually rough.*

5) Who gave ye this job?

6) Why are ye so loyal?

7) Can ye show me truth?

*Though her questions seemed odd, there seemed a deeper purpose behind them. For those who could see, a darkness seemed to edge her aura.*

There is a deep power in true sorrow; I should have a care. Should...but will not. Self-destruction has a deep appeal right now...
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I exist as Diana, develop Proserpina, and accept Hekate. I am complete.