[@RumikoOhara] Raven smirked as her breakfast appeared before her. "A conjurer eh?" She said, pulling Soul (her wand) from it's sheath.

Nevermore watched as his mistress began to cast a spell.

A purple mist began to form at the tip of Soul. "You can say were alike in a way." Raven said, casting a purple mist-like ball the floated it's way to the carcass of the recently killed spider. The mist flew into the corpse as if it were vacuumed, with a twitch of it's leg the spider stood and crawled through a hole in the Pelican's front door, taking It's leave.