'You dressed, cause you will need do talking. Can't talk when blood rage.' Clara had walked up behind Artimer as he spoke through their link and lightly brushed her fingers through his hair, "I am now I know you are haveing fun but I need you to stop that." She looked at Darrel who looked both scared and defiant but only when she came over. His fear was of Artimer and not herself though she did not really care she just wanted answers, "So this is how this is going to work Darrel. I ask a question and you answer and if you don't then..." She looked at Artimer who grinned in a malicious way and snapped one of Darrels fingers backwards.<br/><br/>Clara didn't like the dark aura that radiated from Artimer both through their link and his eyes. They were shineing red and he was barley holding onto his human form, 'Artimer...' She said soothingly trying to make him stay as calm as possible as she turned her attention back to Darrel, "Well you get the idea." She could see the pain that Darrel was in but she showed no sympathy nor did she really feel any, "Now why don't you tell me what is going on around here and what you thought you would accomplish by killing me?"