Ankyra Sound i got to take what i’m making, and turn it into something for you.

caiaphas' singular ear twitched, turned dourly towards the woman. it seemed she had misunderstood, on some level, the invitation -- but caiaphas also did not believe in the mantra of keeping friends close, and enemies closer. she preferred her enemies at a distance - where they could not sneak up behind her and firmly thrust the knife into her back.

"you should not keep your enemies close." was all the siren offered in return. personally, she preferred her enemies dead -- not alive, and living among her keep.

this was perhaps, the only kindness caiaphas would ever do for a dragedan.