[h2][color=00ffff]Magdeline[/color][/h2]
	The only remaining henchman in her sight, Magdeline tried something she'd never considered doing with her Sembalance before: killing. She focused her chains on the henchman, but specifically on his neck. With rage seething from her in both body language and facial expression, Magdeline squeezed a fist with the hand controlling her Sembalance chains, and it tightened until a *snap* was heard. The chains dissolved with the lifeless body slumping to the ground. By this point, Magdeline was in full view and in the club.

	With an eerie calm, Magdeline smiled at Graham, then at this mysterious woman who appeared a little bit ago when she mentions her. [color=00ffff]"You should probably head home now, sweetie. And you too, dear. You won't be able to do much of any real damage. I'll take care of [i]him[/i]."[/color] Nearly spitting the last word out, though she kept a calm attitude. She turned to the Butcher. [color=00ffff]"I don't think we'll need to get animal control involved with taking out this [i]animal[/i], and it looks like pests are under control, so no exterminator needed. Eh, Grundal?"[/color] Calling the beast by his real name was far from Magdeline's only mental warfare, but she was just trying to attract the big bully's attention so he was less focused on carnage, and less caring about survivors. [color=00ffff]"That's right, big boy. I did some research on you before tonight. Turns out, we went to the same academy. Same graduating class. You probably wouldn't remember the group named MNLA ("Magnolia")? Your team rival all four years? We disbanded a while back. A few months short of a year, actually, due to... complicated circumstances, after the Grimm breached the town. Hard to work with three dead teammates. Oh, and a kid-on-the-way. Yeah, you remember him. I know you do. I hope I can allow you two to be... closer. [b]Like in the same pit.[/b]"[/color] Her last sentence was filled with undeniable anger, sadness, and pure, unadulterated hatred.