"Do not worry, my Lady." Damien's gloved hands morphed into those of serrated blades. "Although she may possess the same healing factor as me, I assure you that she is not of my species. I devoured them all, remember? Heh, I would have remembered this child's face." Without warning, Nemo dashed towards them, plunging her knife into Damien's arm and holding on tightly as he began swinging her around, throwing her body violently against the walls.

"Cursed One...Nemo finds you annoying." Raising back her arm, Nemo made a swift and clean cut across. The result was Damien's head being torn right off and landing on the floor. The second it did, it morphed into a large hound that bit into Nemo's ankle. Meanwhile, the veins and flesh making Damien's stump of a neck reformed into a new head.

"Your moves are too fluid for a mere assassin. Tell me little girl, the name of your master. Tell me so I may rip his innards apart and feast on him as well!"