*Lecter growls at the sight of the Praetorians, and makes it his goal to kill them*
*However, he doesn't want to abandon the rice beater (Beatrix), and engages the mutated creature with arm blades*
Lecter: What's the bet that mine are better?

*Elewynn's face darkens slightly, and she nods*
Elewynn: Entropy magic. It's a dark art, and not many can master it. I prefer dealing with the Fade than using life force or blood. Not everyone thinks that way, however.
*She glances at Finnick with her last comment, though her tone has no sign of spite in it towards him*