Cael examined the situation carefully, his eyes squinted slightly in concentration. He then proceeded to nudge the shoulder of his sister, whispering something quietly into her ear. She nodded, looking away from her brother and back to the necromancer. Keeping his hand ignited, Cael did not attack any more of the undead, instead replying to the necromancer. [i]"It was us that slaughtered this village. More puppets for your pleasure, yes?"[/i] With that, the blue flames on Cael's left hand seemed to glow brighter, and they seemed to grow–only slightly. Black electricity crackled slightly on Cael's right hand; he was clearly prepared to fight, should it get to that point. Meanwhile, due to the blood drenching Roxy's tank top, it was very slightly transparent. What it revealed was dozens of crudely carved runes on her stomach, abdomen, and chest; sinister looking runes, evidently drawn by the blade of a knife. And they were bleeding rather heavily, however Roxy completely ignored it. Her muscles were tensed, and she was clearly just as prepared as Cael.