And thus a warrior has finally arrived. Girania expected someone to appear. Someone always did whenever some tragic, death-dealing event is played out. Though, she had to admit, this man didn't quite seem like any hero, or even a good person. By the look of him alone, he seemed more evil than humane. Still, it didn't matter to her. Someone arrives, and they try to end her.

This man was no exception. She could see he was a powerful Spellcaster of sorts. Definitely a potentially difficult foe...except he may have thought himself a bit too good. Girania almost laughed hard when she saw his attempt at sneaking a summoning without her knowing. Did he think that Girania wouldn't notice several werewolves just appear out of nowhere and try to blend into the area's structures when their fur's colors clashed so much with everything else? It was just adorable!

In any case, Girania decided to humor the man. She looked at the him and said,

"Yes, I did kill them." said Girania. "But I had to! I helped them, and all of a sudden they attack me! I had to defend myself!"

Girania didn't even try to hide the fact that she was lying. She just smiled at him, waiting for his little puppies to attack.