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How unfortunate it was that the strangers the witch had met were not willing to be participants in her experiments. Ah well, she thought. The chance to acquire such knowledge would surely come later. The witch was patient, after all. She could gleam knowledge from simple observation. And she observed as the scales were muted and removed by the shaman.

The speech of divines and gods? Perhaps there was a force in this world that was alien to her. Something completely foreign and unable to be understood. Though, the witch didn't take that to heart. Everything could be explained with a large enough vista. That's what she, in this moment, believed.

Then came the scream. Of a beast or monster, without a doubt. The angelic one had plummeted while filling the air with apologies and warnings. Something was coming? Well, the witch was curious.

Though she could not observe without a care in the world now. The appearance of fire raining from the sky prevented that. She instead approached the elderly shaman, but remained distant. The skull-flamed man absorbing what fire rained on him was quite interesting. Seemingly unexplainable which she didn't like, but entirely interesting. 

What was also interesting was the bald girl who had decided that moving towards corpses was a great plan. [color=c5d1ae]"Corpses do carry disease and parasites, you know"[/color] the witch loudly told her. Although smug, it was still a warning that came from a good place.

[color=c5d1ae]"Do your best,"[/color] she announced to the other strangers. It would seem like the witch had zero intention of involving herself with the beastie. Though, she was prepared to rend it just as she had done to her own flesh dare it approach. [color=c5d1ae]"Oh, but do try not to damage it too much."[/color]