"Very good. Sit still and be gentle. Scarred meat isn't... Tasty."

Ishmael's frenzied voice shakes out of her lips as she lunges onto an enemy, immediately dissecting them into pieces. The blood explodes all over her as she laughs and laughs as she slowly looks back at you, her frantic eyes landing on you, and her smile sends chills down your spine.

"But you.." Ishmael quickly leaps onto you, pinning you down on the soft grass below you her hungry gaze grazes your eyes as if she were eating you just by looking. A smile creeps onto her lips as she shakily breathes.

"You must taste the best.."