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[table width=80%][tr][td]Despite the other's nervous - perhaps even scared - ways of talking and moving, Nyc kept still and calm with an eye for weakness. It was obvious the coyote did not take well to pressure, or she was an amazing actress, though the latter was less likely. Nyx's ears pressed against the sides of her well-crafted skull in a dominant and angry fashion, if only to make the other tenser and easier to control. If I do not dispose of you, my Dark Mistress will not be pleased with me... She sighed, faking an inner-battle within herself with her demons. Honestly, Nyx didn't give a crap about what Nemesis did and didn't think of her only blood-daughter - Damien was the one she answered to and that, if it were up to her, would never change.

You will - you will? She said with eyes growing smaller - twistedness quite clear to read on her young face. By letting you live I risk my life - what is an offer you can make with equal value? Your soul? Your firstborn coyote child?[/tr][/td][/table]