Arianna had a good idea of Felix's true goal. If he would not toss her aside, if she was equal, and if she would be "at the helm".. "Stop where you are." Arianna whispered sternly, her voice laced with poison. "...You're right. A plan [i]is[/i] always logical - so you'd turn the emotional, ex-Dojo girl that bested you in combat as a "perfected" slave, wouldn't you? Not cast her to the side, or simply kill her." Arianna was hiding away her fear, buying herself some time: she could not allow Felix to get close, yet she had to keep watch on his magics, too..