[u]"Mm. So I assume you'll be fighting to the death, then? I'm personally not the biggest fan of that, but with how this conversation is going...[/u] [u]Well. I'll at least be somewhat courteous."[/u] [i]Upon the last comment, the Vileblood woman smirked, before tipping her body towards Lucien in what seemed to be a deep, dignified bow. Even as she feared for her own life, her own existence...Irina could still remain in a jokingly and somewhat like-able attitude. But alas, she could not, and probably would not, be able to hide herself for long.[/i] [i]As she rose up from what she had done, she giggled to herself, although she peered into the faint gold and her own bloodied reflection once more. Her death did not frighten her too much, it was the bringers of said death that would. Although the grin remained, it was almost emotionless.[/i] [u]"But of course, we must get to know each other. I assume you would already know my name, considering that you bothered to track me down. But I myself...well, I do not recognize one such as you. So...who are you, if you would mind telling me?"[/u]