"No, it's obviously not the best I could do. However, it doesn't seem like it's completely necessary for dealing with you." A deep, grave voice boomed from the shadows, echoed throughout the halls. His voice seemed to come from everywhere, as if the darkness itself was speaking to Liirah. "You're quite young for a hunter though...probably still an apprentice, in one way or another. However, you're quite determined, a very desirable trait for a hunter. Yet you're determination seems to overextend itself, you just don't know when to give up." This stranger spoke like a judge, about to hand down your sentence. Or the devil reading off your sins, one by one. It's unnerving, the way the stranger analyzed her, like a scientist examining a specimen. "Heh...you're not like others who come here, aren't you? You came here for a different reason. Perhaps...to find someone?" His words struck like spears, for despite seemingly being a guess, his tone heavily implied otherwise.