Minata eyed the visitors of the carnival curiously, a blade twirling in her palm and a somewhat bored expression on her face. The carnival workers, the ones that set up the tents and brought about the luggage, were all busy setting up the benches and stages in the many tents. 
The happy faces of the guests made her eyes gleam somewhat, the amount of pure souls drove her senses a bit mad, but she knew better than to assault one of the guests. 
Over the time Minata had spend here, more time than she could keep track of, she had learned to control the craving for souls she had gotten after receiving her wish, or better said curse.

She looked at Hag after his speech and was glad when he vanished. The man, thougg she had known him for many years now, still brought chills to her spine.
Hagger on the contrary was a more comfortable to be around, though she could get annoyed about the attitude of his crow, Shadow.
Behind her she saw Nychta, practically hidden behind a bench. It was strange to have such a confident girl in the ring be so skittish and scared outside of it. Nychta tamed even the fiercest creatures, mythological ones, even though the crowd didn't know that, but outside of the ring she wouldn't even speak up to guests.
Minata sighed slightly and played with her knives a bit, the boney weapons floating around her.