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The girl chuckled, watching the man tense up. His reactions were quite amusing, though not unexpected for someone who had just escaped death. She couldn't help teasing him a little, wanting to see more expressions from him. "Hmm, you seem rather calm for someone who was almost cut in half. Or perhaps you have nerves of steel?" She tilted her head, peering at him with half-closed eyes. Her magic staff spun leisurely in her hand as she circled him, the blades catching the moonlight. "I was prepared to end your life, but now I'm rather intrigued. It's rare to find mages in this area, much less those with strange abilities." She paused, leaning close to peer into his eyes, her own gaze piercing. "Tell me, just what are you? You don't seem entirely human. And that magic you used earlier..." Her eyes gleamed with interest, and she licked her lips slowly. The thought of facing an unknown power excited her, sending a thrill through her body. She stepped closer, well within his range now, uncaring of any attacks he might launch. Her own abilities made her confident she could counter them, and she was eager to see him in action, to test the limits of his skills. The urge to fight, to pit her power against his until one of them fell, rose strongly within her. "Show me what you can do." Her voice was low and sultry, almost a purr. She raised her staff, the blades gleaming razor sharp. "Unless you'd rather I cut you down now and be done with it?" A sly, predatory smile curved her lips as she waited to see how he would respond. The game was afoot, and she intended to enjoy it.