-The voice was different yet similar, the tone setting off another wave of pain through Ammourette's head. She gasped and put a hand to her head, staring back with crimson eyes.- I.... I... -She couldn't form a rational thought, it was as if something was screaming at her to recognize who stood before her but she was unable.- Have you come to kill me...? -She finally sputtered, her katana still gripped tightly in hand.-