".... bringing the dead to life?" the Plague Priest's expression softened. "....he asks for a harsh wish to be fulfilled. The boy does not know the consequence of meddling with the eternal cycle..." Towards Magmus she stares, rather peeved. "... boy, I have burned the sockets out of living beings with my venom, and they have had no hope of reconstructing themselves to this day. DO not TEST me."
"But from what you claim... he requires a Plague Priest. There are only 10 Plague Priests mobile here... and they all answer to me." the Mamono elaborated. "If you wish to know if the boy is here in the facility... then we shall see through surveillance footage. Would that suffice?"
The Kuvelos gazed at Ashton for a while... right before she suddenly burst into laughter. "RESEARCH?? What the hell are you SPEWING, you pathetic TWINKIE?? You think you can come here to commit research on my body, FILTHY HUMAN?!!"
Serathes grips at Ashton's arm. "Careful. Her ENRAGED state ISÂ FAR MOREÂ than any of us can handle."