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Raven took out a knife made of iron from a pocket inside of her black trench coat which, once clean, was now filthy and tattered. Her knife had been used to capture souls when it was her father's but as soon as she had gotten a hold of it she had let the spirits go and never used it for that purpose. "I've got my own, thanks for the offer though," she told him with a smile, she was remembering when her and her father had actually gotten along, before she had realised his cruelty to those weaker than himself, at that thought she frowned and put it out of her mind for she had better and more important things to think about that that. 

"I always used to think that hell was one place but lately I've noticed that hell doesn't seem to stick to one area, I have to admit you're the first one that I've seen so far," she said in a dreamy voice. While Ozzy was on the phone Raven tried to make sense of what he was saying but didn't succeed.