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Kanai gave him that sickly almost sweet smile of her's and nodded. "Though the Basilisk was not of my creation...it is dead." She kicked the head so it rolled away from her feet. "Vile thing." Slowly she shrugged out of the spider webbed robe that she hated so much and revealed that she had on a set of heavy leather armor. It felt better to have that damn heavy robe off and it caused her to stretch before looking back at him, a hand dropping to toy with the whistle around her neck. "Tell me...with all the danger that you are put into aren't you wondering why it is the spider queen wants you dead?" A perfect white brow rose. "And your mother? Who would want such a warrior...worth so much value..to perish.." She shook her head. "These females and there selfish thoughts...Well shall we?"

Her arm swept to the side before she continued on the path to the temple while playing with the toy around her neck. Her pace was not that of a speedy pace as she waited for her hired arm to catch up to her. Red eyes would glance at him ever so often to gauge his response to her questioning. She hadn't lied to him. He was a warrior of great skill in which his mother would send him out without a second thought. The spider queen bit had been a lie or not, she hadn't opened herself to the vile goddess in some time. Ever since she turned sides..at any moment she could hear what the Masked God ordered of her but the goddess was silent. No more to be heard.