Amy, in the body, of Nimue, had just dragged someone, to her lake, a faint, crazed look, on her face, as she grinned, like an unhinged psychopath. "So, which new prey, washed up, in my territory, hmm?!" Amy said, in a deranged, predatory voice, an unhinged giggle, escaping her mouth, as aquatic tendrils surrounded her newly caught prey, a crazed glint, in her eyes.