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[h2][color=00aeef]Klaus[/color][/h2][/center]
[color=6ecff6]"A whole day of search, and just a skeleton... Somehow I feel that I would be better off wielding a mace or warhammer, heard rumours that even their severed limbs could crawl as long as the head remains intact..."[/color]

Klaus complained whilst taking another bite off the cake slice. For somebody who likes to dice her opponents into pieces, Necromancers aren't good news to her. Also, she wasn't officially trained in the sword, she relies more on her instincts to do the cuts, in other words she cuts blindly. 

At the moment some demon or imp popped out of nowhere, Klaus dropped her half-finished cake slice and closened her wrist to her sword handle. She was at the verge of pulling out her sword until she realises that the demonette doesn't seem hostile to her. Letting away her alert stance now, she took another slice of cake.

[color=6ecff6]"Will clean up after eating~"[/color]

The previous slice have splattered the floor, aching her heart a bit. [i]That knight seems popular with kids...?[/i] She thought, now giving a full glance to the demonette. She looks younger than Klaus, but she worried it would be the same case as those tree hugging elves, those who lives for ages, but doesn't look or act their age. She cleared her throat and asked,

[color=6ecff6]"So, any words on Necromancers lately?"[/color]