[center][h2][color=slateblue]Lydia[/color][/h2][@Leaves][@LemonZest1337][@Old Amsterdam][@1Hawkeyes][/center]
No one seemed to acknowledge that she'd said anything. That was normal really. So she stepped away from the tree and group and into the clearing. Dumb move perhaps, but she had a plan and wasn't the best at articulating the things running through her head. It was like trying to catch a rabbit on caffeine. Pressing forward without seeming regard to the figure looming before her her expression was largely blank. While there was still some distance she stopped and glanced at the circle of kids around Liz's sister. Cocking her head to one side she looked at the sky for a moment.

Bringing her attention back to the monster she pointed back at the group of children. [color=slateblue]"How do we sacrifice her?"[/color] There were about a hundred different ways this could go wrong. To some extent she was relying on her difficulty to read. People usually had a tell when they were lying but she had a way of being blunt. She'd also cooperated with the boy from before. Her fingers twitched slightly. She was building a positive charge which was bound to result in her getting struck. She wasn't close enough just yet so she was risking getting hit by a bolt of lightning prematurely.