[The scent from the flowers wash over Diva as Conrad charges, trampling over the flowers the butterflies so loved to flock to. It was a pleasing scent, and made more pleasing as Diva watched the lizard head fly off it's neck. Conrad was different from that foul chevalier Saya kept on a string. And he could be hers, if she took him.]
[How fitting!]
[But she was little sad it all ended so quickly. Perhaps the other two would be more of a challenge? She wanted to see just what else... Conrad was capable of. Stepping out of the flowers, Diva knelt and picked up a stone. Such a small thing, such a simple thing. Would Diva need it, or would Conrad prove worthy of her admiration?]
[Laughing silently, Diva hugged herself, blue eyes still shining as she drank in everything.]