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[color=#CCCCFF]Location:[/color] Professor Mikkail's Sitting Room
[color=#CCCCFF]Grimoire:[/color] N/A
[color=#CCCCFF]Skills:[/color] N/A
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As Willow took in what the others were saying she could feel something stirring that she had not felt in a long time. As she turned to look at Cassie, her dear friend, and the lost of her limb, she could feel that something stirring more as it fought to get to the surface. Something she had long let take hold of her since that night the men with those awful machines came and tried to destroy her home, so she had destroyed them first. She could feel it pressing against the surface, as if she was the surface of frozen water, and it was slamming itself against the ice, testing for weakness and cracks. She put a hand over her facial covering as she tried to keep it at bay, and steadied her breath.

If they were being hunted, and if their own mystery was set to hunt them, [i]it[/i] wanted to hunt first. It did not wish to be hurt again, as the fading dull throb in her shoulder reminded her. She was healed yes, and she would once again have to visit Professor Ravoux, and well, she still had to bathe as well. 

She took a deep breath and counted to four, then did so again, as she tried to focus, even as Connie asked about the journal. [color=#CCCCFF]"It is not our full mystery, but a key to it, so we hoped. It has caused nothing but headaches and pains, but this rate... I would take burning it over trying to read from it more. Especially you, Cassie. You have already lost enough, dear friend. I thank you all for your assistance, but if something is hunting us..."[/color] At that point the moth's voice changed. Her normally friendly and cool tone was gone, replaced by something that didn't sound of this earth, [i][b]"Then let the hunter become the hunted."[/b][/i]

She seemed to snap back to whatever normal was as she watched Barty seemingly bind Jake and offer him a pact. She tilted her head curiously, to see what path he would take. She admitted to herself she barely knew Jake, but he had helped her. A pact was binding yes, but it had worked out so very well for her. It was due to one that she was sitting on that very couch next to Cassie, and in her human form. For the moment, she said nothing. It seemed there was something going on between the three of them that they needed to figure out.

[color=#CCCCFF]"...Perhaps we should inform the Professor of what has happened. After all, his sitting room is a mess now."[/color]