"Spy? Hardly..." Dementa growled as she stood up and faced this creature, "Though I have been called that few times in my long life." She stared at the dark shape in front of her, trying to make out what she was up against. She could tell it was over twice her height and had red eyes...but that was all. She sniffed the air and caught traces of slig and a couple other things from this creature. There was something about those eyes though, something that seemed to draw her in, something important. But she couldn't place it at the moment so she ignored it. "What are you?" she asked, "An escaped crossbreed like Spider?"
(ooc: Dementa: you do realise just how hard it is to act like I don't knoe him...
Oh hush...)
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