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Lyra cocked her head to the left and looked at Elysium, peering deep into his eyes and trying to get a glimpse at his soul, "Yes, that does sound like a splendid idea." she said, walking up close to him, still starring into his eyes, "You must like games." she said, a devious grin growing across her face. "I have a little riddle for you." she couldn't help but grin. "If a knife is dripping with crimson liquid and a body lay dead on the floor, was the knife used to kill the person?" she laughed, pulling her knife from her pocket and humming happily, she wasn't going to kill him, devils no, she just simply wanted to see he get scared.