"She'll beg you to death to go out and kill more...constantly. She's more violent than most and that's saying a lot for children of fire." Astari walked over to the corpse of the daughter she spoke of and placed her hand on it. The body cracked in several places before breaking apart all together. In the center lay an unconscious young girl that couldn't have been over 20, long red and messy hair covered her pale face. "Get her clothed and treat her well. We're not exactly pleasant when angered...if you couldn't tell."