Villain stared at Izzy in a rather unimpressed way '...I'm afraid i'm not the type to lighten up. And yes, I think I will go with you. I find your magic too interesting to not ask more questions...but first,' She breathed, 'You.' pointing at Jelkin, 'I'm afraid this blood isn't a new fashion statement. But... I've seen you before... maybe in a dream. Who are you? You reek of death too.' The ancient dark writing on her scythe started to move about, as if it was forming new wording, and her heart started to race, her eyes started getting more dialated... but, blinking hard, the feeling went away and the scythe grew still. She was aware of Max still being there, and could see Izzy talking to another newcomer, but she smelled of life, and it irritated her.
Turning her attention to them all properly she took a deep breath and called out to them 'Doesn't this strike you as weird? I don't think i've met a single human deathbringer for at least 100 years, and there might be three in front of me now??...As well as...' She paced slowly towards Fae '...an incredibly rare lifebringer.'