Ouja twisted his head in time to see Blancwing proceed to attack Venosnaker. He hoped that his eyes weren't playing tricks on him, because the mere thought of it ignited his bloodlust to places it had never gone before. "Could it be?" His suspicions were confirmed as his enemy dropped down upon him with her sword. He raised his saber to block her sword as he glared straight at Femme. "My favorite vexation!! Where have you been?!"