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This man seemed to be trying her patience and it took all the willpower she had not to lunge and rip his throat out and paint the grass in his blood. However the raven kept her composure for now at least. All she could muster at that moment was a sick sadistic smile which turned into a laugh straight in his face. But that soon faded. “If you think that was supposed to scare me you are sorely mistaken and besides I enjoy playing with my victims. Slow torture is my kind of thing. But ripping your balls off doesn’t sound like a bad idea. Yet it isn’t worth the time.” She wasn’t one to instigate a fight, if he continued however she wouldn’t mind finishing one.