“And has anyone told you that you have a simply delightful sense of sarcasm that is almost too good?” And believe me, Raziel didn’t even try to sugarcoat his tone with her. If it hadn’t already been affirmed at this point, his loathing for people went unrivaled. Quite frankly he didn’t like anyone, and was only doing what he had to in order to survive. All the same he had not a shadow of a doubt that he was by far the most powerful warrior in all the castle; a statement he was more than willing to support for anyone foolish enough to put it to the test. “Always the one to make sure everyone’s taken care of, aren’t you? So sweet. I’d shed a tear but I forget I don’t have the heart to.” That was less of a joke that he made it out to be. If he did have a heart, it was encased in ice, and full of only darkness and decay.
“Keep in mind that too much of a good thing can be bad for you. Just a bit of advice.” A sinister Cheshire grin overcame him as he winked and stepped back into the shadows, disappearing. The chamber was full of children who knew nothing of the horrors they would have to endure. Getting their hands on the crystal wasn’t going to be easy because there was a force working in the world that was more powerful than they could even imagine.