Dalia smiled, her grey eyes growing darker at an astonishing rate. Silver knew how she operated things in the training grounds. The new one didn't, nor could it fully know just how bad Dalia usually made the courses. Sliding her thumb and middle finger into her mouth, she gave a sharp whistle to catch their attentions. Dalia could feel her eyesight improve when the golden slits struck through the middle of her eyes. Her carefully manicured nails elongated into claws, and her skin turned deathly pale.<br/>"Playtime's over kiddies."