Lena walks past a tree and stops abruptly. She chuckles. "It seems you had some trouble with those slayers, eh Nevermore?" Lena asks without looking up at him.
Lena rolls her eyes. "Heh, okay then. That must explain your shoulder too, right?"
"You really are something, Nevermore." Lena laughs.
Lena sighs. "I can't help but be merciful. I've never had a reason to show such hatred toward anyone..."
Lena leaps up into the tree and stands on a branch above Nevermore. "What's so fun about it?"