[i]A soft chuckle of what seemed to have been amusement sounded from Irina, a sadistic glint within her piercing eyes as she only stared upon Jason. Both feet were planted strongly onto the ground, one foot tapping as if Irina was ready for action. And even then, she didn't bother drawing her weapons.[/i] [u]"Guess this is about the actions of the past, hmm? The murders, the deaths...I know of what you're on about, how could I not?"[/u] [i]She then sighed deeply, tilting her head back to the cherry blossom tree's trunk. The names of those she had murdered were on there...Bliss...Isaac...Hell, almost Quincy, she wasn't sure about how he came back.[/i] [u]"...Guess you're also here to redeem the souls lost upon those terrible days...[/u] [u]...Very well. I probably can't change your opinion. I know I can't change the inevitable outcome. Eventually, one of you will come along as some sort of "hero for the people", and brutally murder me for what happened months ago. Then act as it you're some sort of great champion and as if you deserve some grand reward for your kill.. At least; that's what I expect."[/u] [i]Irina slowly drew her Rakuyo from its sheath, her gloved hand covering its stainless blade as she suddenly whipped it to her side.[/i] [u]"...But at least take the armor off. I swear I'll go melee only. Promise."[/u]