"Eh-he-heeeee.." Jesse chuckled in a maleficent tone.

Why, oh why would she make such a sound? Of course - there was good reason. That good reason behind the poor Khul-din that was now trapped within the center of that magically crafted barrier of Jesses creation. It howled! Oh, how it tried to how! It screamed! Oh, how it tried to scream! Yet silence was all that came from the barriers outer limits. It flailed and shook, it fought so hard to try and break free from the pain being inflicted onto it by the pentagram it was trapped inside!

The poor, little thing.

"I said I would have one of you...Oh, yes...Yes I did. Mine by right - I told them. Rakeeshy may lie and fib of needing assistance, but I see he speaks the truth other places." Jesse said, stalking closer to her prey — much like hungry lioness would to a grazing gazelle.

"I have such...wonders to show you..!" A gleeful squeal leaving the witches lips. Though, when light began to shimmer down the entrance of the alleyway, she was quick to speak. "You! The man whose aid Kalamere has lent me...Though, I forget your name..! There is nothing to be seen here! Please, check the next trap!" The light diminished after a few seconds, and Jesse would be once more alone with the squirming Khul-din.

Lips began to part...not only that, but so did her cheeks. The skin and muscle pulling away from above and below to expose the row of shark-like teeth that plagued the girls mouth.

"...Dream eating...invisibility. To do such things mineself, would take quite a bit of effort...Mana, incantations, potions." A pause in her stalking. Tilting her head. "Oh yes, Isabella! You are quite right. We are within the night...it is the reign of Kozt-Yagon."

"So...No blood must be spilled."

Jesse said with a pleased look.

"You do well to look after me, Isabella."

Her jaw unhinged. The feasting began.