"Finally the power of the 'First witch's amulet' is at last mi-! ...What the?" As I'm the holding the amulet after breaking my way into the Museum of Art and Framing, I was surprised to find that I wasn't the only person sneaking about here in the middle of the night. Approaching the human with what usually followed with heavy footsteps when I walk due to my mutation. I loomed over them. "Sorry...Who? Who? Who are you? You're kinda messing with my monologuing here."